Mireille's coping as well as can be expected. Being in a completely new place is actually helping her deal with the being-widowed thing, but there's only so often she can wipe imaginary dust off the furniture in the common area and still tell herself she's being productive. Also, damn does she want to get new clothes that aren't quite as oppressive as her current Victorian outfit. She's used to the '50s, and being able to see her shins.

People are so nice, though. She likes that.

She's bringing a slow dance: Billie Holiday - I'll Be Seeing You.