— Hey, what's going on?
— Just wrapping up another day in paradise.
— Listen, about the other day. I just wanted to say... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone through your bag or stabbed you in the foot.
— Ah, don't sweat it. But let's keep our distance. The doctor said it would heal faster if I reduced the amount of crazy in my life. [He leaves]
— Crazy? I'm not crazy. Yes, I'm talking to myself. It's a sign of genius.
— Looking for me?
— Yes, if you're the ladies' room.
— Tell me something true.
— Something true. I hate peas.
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