(Very out of it) Jane. Hey. Jaaney. ansrew, please. Answer. Jaaaaaaaaaane. Okay! So! Here I was, just chilling here. When all of the sudden. ... All of a sudden, it hits me. It hits me that, we have something really fucking important to talk about. It hits me that, Jake’s b-day is coming up really soon. Just a few days before mine, remember. Or I guess it would be, if it wasn’t for the end of the world that’s about to happen.

(Frustrated, but still spacey) But that’s the thing with you. You belvieve in people, and also the things they tell you. Jane never believed my crap. Never any of my warnings about the baroness. Didn’t believe any of the stuff about my mom. And so on, and so on, and soon. Till after awhile, I just stopped even trying to convince her hard or bring up any crazy shit. Because, you know, doing a lot of songs and dances to convince somebody who thinks you’re jush shitting them all the time kind of wears on a friendship. And who even needs that?