Greg sits alone in a crowded ice cream parlor. Wounded from a devastating breakup, he looks to drown his sorrows in a cold sundae.
In walks Valentina looking for a table. Bubbly, friendly and witty, this young woman begins to coax the hurting Greg out of his self-imposed exile.
But he doesn't see the signs. The instability, the pressure and the violence -- everything that screams danger. The pleasures of the flesh have a way of crowding out common sense until it is too late.
take a seat at Valentina's Feast. the food is still warm.