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They used to hide this in Dad's sock drawer,

and we'd sneak in and look at it when we were kids.

I remember. You and Bailey used to charge admission.

Huh?

What? Is that... Only two people or...

You know, I don't even think I have one of those.

Don't mind me.

Um, Claud, do you have to do that right now?

Is it my fault that my tent's not big enough for a dresser?

I don't think so.

Just get out of here.

Now!

All right.

Oh, I forgot to grab my...

God, Claud, you want me to break your other arm?

Man, you really should try some relaxation exercises.

All right.

You didn't hear that?

What?

Owen. I can practically hear him crying from across the street.

Aren't you the one who's supposed to be looking after him?

Well, he's been fine the whole night.

It only takes a second to go in there

and pat him on the back, Jule.

...Now back to our story.

- Did you leave Owen's blankie here? - God, Charlie.

You know, this is getting ridiculous.

This is my room, okay?

My room. Nobody knocks.

Nobody cares what I might be doing in here.

Come on, Justin.

Shh. Time for a nap.

Hey.

Hey, Claud.

So did you have a good day?

It was all right.

Good, good.

That's good.

There's something I have to tell you.

Only you're gonna be mad.

And, well, it's really not my fault, but...

What's not your fault?

Kirsten called.

- What? - Yeah, but...

She did? You talked to her?

No.

Well, she left a message on the answering machine.

What did it say? How'd she sound?

Sort of like...

Hello... Charlie.

- It's Kirsten. - Claud.

Well, you know how the machine's always screwed up.

What was the message?

Something about, um...

Really needing to see you, or...

I think she said she'd even try you at the restaurant.

I think. Oh, well, I guess.

Well, I don't know.

Look, all I know is she called.

All right.

Wait.

What?

Hmm?

- What? - Oh, nothing.

Julia?

Julia?

- Bailey? - Justin?

Sarah?

♪ Everybody wants to live ♪

♪ Like they wanna live ♪

♪ And everybody wants to love ♪

♪ Like they wanna love ♪

♪ Everybody wants to be ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

♪ Closer to free ♪

Whoops.

Charlie.

Hi.

Wow. God, it's... It's really...

It's great to see you.

Oh, I was gonna say "a surprise."

What are you...?

Well, I got your message.

Um, well, part of it, anyway.

About you needing to see me.

Right.

I mean, I did. I mean, I do.

So, here I am.

Here you are.

Um, I'm sorry. You kind of caught me off-guard.

I wasn't expecting to run into you like this.

Hey, don't be nervous.

I... I think I know why you called.

You do?

Yeah, and it's okay.

It is? Really?

Really.

Oh, God, I'm so relieved.

I mean, I didn't know how you were gonna react

in light of... You know, how things ended.

Are you kidding me?

In fact, I came really close to calling you,

but then I figured, you know...

It was your move.

Right.

After all, I am the one who owes the back taxes.

Taxes?

I honestly wasn't trying to cheat.

I mean, I can barely think of you as an employer in the first place,

so when it came time to file the income,

I just...

I spaced.

The income.

Oh. Uh, your nanny income.

Look...

I know going to the IRS together

isn't gonna be a barrel of laughs

for either one of us right now.

I know it sucks.

No. It's, uh...

It's... It's fine.

Really.

Whatever I can do to help.

Great.

Savannah, you really must stop calling me.

Oh, gross.

Gag me.

I mean, yesterday, she gets Dirk.

Last Wednesday, it was Michael-Dean.

Watch tomorrow, it'll be Antonio.

I swear, Savannah has affairs

with everybody at Milford General.

Dear diary, I did something...

I bet your arm is, like, all green and hairy under that thing.

You think?

Guess I'll find out this afternoon.

So, um...

I guess you're gonna go back to dorkestra, huh?

You're gonna start practicing for, like, three hours a day.

Shh. Crystal's hiding the diary.

- crystal? - Hello.

How come I've never seen it?

Your fiddle.

I don't know.

Oh, great, now Savannah's gonna see where she's hiding it.

Oh, she's ridiculous.

You think it'll hurt when they take it off?

Not once they stop sawing.

Hold on.

Um... So worst-case scenario?

Uh, you sing off-key,

you have zero stage presence,

everybody makes fun of you,

and you can't show your face in public anymore.

Justin...

You said worst-case.

You know, this would be a great place for your bed.

Yeah, right. Lots of light.

And I could put my dresser over there...

Hey. Look at this.

You think I could wear this for my audition?

Now...

Is this funky, or is it just old?

- You're gonna rock. - You think?

You got the voice, plus... Look at you.

I mean, for a high-school band, they're okay,

but with you as the lead singer,

every guy in that audience

is gonna be ogling you like crazy.

Maybe I should rethink this.

Come on, help me.

All right.

No way.

Slide it. Go.

Okay. What do you think?

I want it to say eager, but not desperate.

What is that?

It's a mouse in the attic probably.

What kind of questions are they gonna ask me, you think?

Ooh. Gross, gross! I hate... Ugh!

Ooh, those tiny, little tails and those rodenty faces.

I'll protect you. Come on.

I've really gotta nail this job,

'cause money-wise, right now, forget it.

And colleges would flip out if I had it on my record.

Don't worry. My dad said he'd call the station manager.

They used to play golf together.

Do they ever decide to come down from there, the mice?

Not usually.

God. Interviews.

I always sound like such a geek

- the minute they start grilling me.

Okay, just say that you've always been interested in broadcasting

and that you'd love to learn the ropes

from an entry-level, hands-on position.

I'm getting out of here.

Well, I was close.

Mouse. Moose.

What are you guys doing with Stanley?

Uh, he's moving out of the attic,

and Julia's moving in.

I'm turning it into a bedroom.

Wow. That's...

- Wow, what a smart idea. - Isn't it?

I don't know why no one ever thought of it before.

Yeah, it's totally out of the way.

It's completely private.

And really, really quiet.

I mean, with the door shut, we couldn't even hear you guys.

I bet if you clear all that crap out of there,

there'd be tons of room for like a... A bed, a desk, whatever.

My stuff will fit, no problem.

Only here's the thing. I'm thinking maybe I should move up there.

What?

I need it more than you do.

I am the one with the roommate.

- Wanna go take a look? - No way!

Forget it. It's mine. I called it.

Am I crazy, or did this happen on The Brady Bunch?

You're right. I like that one.

- With Greg and the groovy beads. - Yeah!

- Yeah, and Marcia's making the curtains.

Right, right. And then Cindy makes that whole speech

- about never getting her own room. - Yeah.

Both the same length.

What do you know. It didn't shrink in the wash.

You must be psyched, huh?

Probably ready to play for a straight week.

Mind if I just perch?

Kind of like to hear the debut.

You know something, Claud?

All these months I kept Tuesday and Thursday afternoons open.

Danny Moscowitz kept begging me to switch his lessons.

But I said, "No. Can't do it.

Those are Claudia's times."

Here you go.

So, what am I supposed to do, just start?

Whatever's comfortable.

You wanna try a few scales,

or warm up with some easy Mozart?

Your call.

Gonna be back to your old self in no time.

Guaranteed.

Oh. It feels kind of funny.

Probably because you're not used to bending your wrist like that.

Just try a few scales. Take it slow.

Ugh. My fingers are throbbing.

Well, maybe you're pressing too hard.

Ow.

Ugh. My arm. Ow.

It's got this really weird pain running through it.

Really? Let me see it.

You can't see it. Well, it's just there.

Claud, it really shouldn't hurt. The doctor said...

What does the stupid doctor know? It's not his arm, it's mine.

And I'm telling you it hurts.

A lot.

Bailey!

What are you doing?

If you wanna help out,

Clash goes on this end, Wilco over there

and just fill in the rest of the alphabet along the way.

You just can't do this. You can't just decide to take this place away from me.

It's not like you're going to listen to reasonable arguments.

What arguments? I thought of it first. It was my idea.

Are you back to this dibs stuff?

I'm older, okay? How about that?

I get the attic because I'm older.

Bailey, come on, I really need this place.

I mean, when Justin comes over...

Hey, news flash. You're not the only one going out with somebody.

Yeah, I know, but... Okay, I'm trying out for this band, the Nielsen Family.

And I'm gonna need somewhere to practice.

Yeah, so? You could sing in the shower.

God!

Look, I'm like two seconds away from getting this TV internship.

Coming home late. What am I supposed to do?

Wake Owen up every night?

You can have my room.

Oh, right. So it's not good enough for you, but it's good enough for me?

Bailey, I need the privacy, okay?

Doors mean nothing to anybody in this family.

Hey, you know what? I don't even have a door.

Okay, I live with a 2-year-old. I'm 17. I deserve my own room.

God, I'm so sick of you sometimes!

I'm so sick of everybody being in my face all the time.

"Take care of Owen and take care of the house.

And help me with my homework.

And can I come in? And can we talk?"

I just need somewhere to get away from all of you.

Yeah, well, same here. Now get out of my room.

Beat it.

What the hell are you doing?

I'm just helping you straighten up.

Hundreds of people cheat on their taxes on purpose every year

and never get nailed.

I screw up once...

I could fix this for you, you know.

Doesn't bother me.

Ah. Here it is. November 30th.

I can't believe that doesn't drive you nuts.

It did.

Now it's charming.

Okay, so I have

four other deposits that match...

What are you gonna do with these?

What, you don't like that look?

Well, you could do with some bookshelves,

I mean, if you're staying here.

Not really worth doing if you're not.

No, guess not.

But from the looks of the place,

you're really... Settling in.

It's a good neighborhood.

And it's cheap.

Yeah.

You've got your books here and...

Clothes and...

Broken table...

And a bed.

Ah, it's a big bed.

It's not that big. It's just a queen.

Huh.

Looks big.

Feels big.

Forty-two bucks.

I can't believe those idiots wasted my time and my taxpayer's money

chasing me down for 42 bucks.

You'd be happy if it were more?

Yes. Well...

Okay, no.

But at least I'd be mad for the right reasons.

Listen, Charlie.

Thanks for helping me out.

Hey, no problem.

I like to maintain good relationships with all my former employees.

So...

Apart from any unforeseen tax problems,

I guess this is it.

Yeah, I guess so.

- So, uh... - So, uh...

- Well... - Well...

Oh, hey. I don't know how you got here...

I took the bus.

'Cause I could give you a ride home.

Oh, no, no, it's way out of your way.

No, it's not. I'm shooting straight up Gough, anyway,

'cause, uh...

Remember Rocky the bartender?

Sure. Of course.

He opened his own place.

It's a coffeehouse primarily,

but they serve real food too.

Oh. Real food, huh?

Yeah, and, uh...

It's right there, you know, on Gough.

So I figure I can go there

right after I drop you off.

Or, um...

If... If you're hungry...

The one thing that I specifically say don't crayon, Owen crayons.

I had to Xerox my resume twice now, thanks to him.

And let me tell you, 15 cents a page adds up.

Yeah, well, at least you picked out nicer paper this time.

Yeah, but this happens to my stuff all the time, Sarah.

You know that... That picture of us,

the really great one from the restaurant last summer?

He chewed it up. And that's not replaceable.

But does Julia care about that? No, she doesn't.

Because if she did,

I'd be moving into the attic without any question what so ever.

It's like my life revolves around a 2-year-old,

but Julia's life revolves around Julia.

I know, but besides putting a padlock on the attic door,

I don't know what else you can do.

- Well... - I need more change.

♪ Time after... Sometimes ♪

♪ You picture me ♪

♪ I'm walkin' too far ahead ♪

♪ You're callin' to me ♪

♪ I can't hear What you've said ♪

♪ Then you say Go slow ♪

You have a really great voice, you know that?

Have you ever thought about singing professionally?

I kind of think I should finish high school first.

No, I'm serious. You're really good.

So, you know this band Nielsen Family?

I heard they're having auditions tonight for singers.

It's an open call.

Wait a minute, Bailey. You don't mean me?

Yeah.

Not on-stage, in front of all those people?

Hey, didn't we say we were gonna be

more adventurous this year, take more risks, hmm?

Anyone can audition?

Mmm-hmm.

I would take a hickey from that vampire any day.

Is that supposed to be blood?

It looks like ketchup.

Shh!

Hey, look, if you gotta bail, it's no problem.

I'll tell you how it ends later.

You got a hot date or something?

No.

I can stay.

Cool.

'Cause in the next scene, we get to see his butt.

So then I go to return it, and the lady at Tiffany's

says it isn't even theirs.

- They swapped the boxes. - No.

Isn't that, like, incredibly tacky or something?

Incredibly.

No. Dill. You'll hate it.

So, what did you do with it?

Okay, this is the funny part.

I just happened to see it at Nordstrom.

So I go to return it,

and the guy gives me a credit slip for 25 bucks,

in a store where nothing costs 25 bucks.

Wait a minute.

Wendy and Steve only spent 25 bucks on us?

Yeah, well, you can't really blame them, let's face it.

We were a pretty lousy investment.

So, what did we get them?

Uh... Candlesticks.

Wrought iron.

- Expensive. - Expensive.

Those bastards.

You know, I knew they were never fully supportive of us.

In fact, can't we say this whole thing is their fault?

Sounds fair to me.

Your salads.

Thanks.

Fresh ground pepper?

Me yes, her no.

What did the Perlmans get us?

A set of steak knives.

Pathetic, huh?

Enjoy.

Wait. Charlie.

There's jicama in this.

Um, I'm sorry. But he's allergic to jicama.

Would it be okay to get one without?

Not a problem.

Saved my life.

Figured you had to show up sooner or later.

I forgot my watch.

- You mad at me? - Claudia, it's...

We can just forget the whole thing, if you want.

I mean, you're probably pretty sick

of putting up with me by now.

Look, Claud, I know what's going on with you.

No, you don't.

Yeah, I do.

It's okay to be scared.

- Ross... - No. Let me finish.

Yeah, okay, maybe it's gonna hurt a little at first,

and it's definitely gonna be frustrating,

but, if we just give it time, I promise you...

I promise you.

You're gonna be just as good as you ever were.

Maybe better, okay?

No.

Claudia...

Look, I'm sorry if you were worried.

I'm sorry if I wasted your time today and yesterday and all the other days.

But, uh...

It's not that I'm scared.

And it's not that I'm not gonna be any good anymore

or it's gonna take too long or anything,

because I don't care.

Because...

I quit.

Come on, we're gonna be late.

Hey, I'm not the one who redid my hair 35 times.

-Does it look okay like this?

♪ Imagine something Of your very own ♪

♪ Something you can Have and hold ♪

♪ I'd build A road of gold ♪

♪ Just to have Some dreamin' ♪

♪ Dreamin' is free ♪

♪ Dreamin' ♪

♪ Dreamin' is free ♪

♪ Dreamin' ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

You don't have to walk me all the way to the door.

Hey, it's the least I can do.

I had a really good time.

Me too.

So, uh...

So... I guess...

So I guess this is good night.

Yeah. I guess so.

This is usually the part where I'd...

Either kiss you good night

or kind of back away like a doofus.

Um... I... Um...

I'm a little rusty at this.

Am I supposed to let you in or...

Do you want to kiss me right here?

Kirsten.

You okay?

What's going on?

I'm just...

I'm so angry.

At me?

No. Not at you.

At myself.

For being so stupid.

God, I'm such an idiot.

Kirsten...

I have spent weeks

trying to figure out how to feel human without you.

You wanna hear something pathetic?

I actually bought a book on it.

Getting over Him.

I have done everything it says to do.

I got my own place, I joined a health club,

I took you off my speed dial,

and then I go and...

I go and...

And what?

I don't know!

I mean, I don't even know what it is we've done.

I mean... I know, obviously,

but I don't know what it means.

What does it mean, Charlie?

I don't know.

Great.

Well, maybe that's okay.

Hey, look, I...

You're not alone in this.

I swear, I have no idea

what I'm getting myself into either.

What's it say about this in here?

It doesn't.

So we're flying blind.

So we'll be careful.

We'll take it slow.

We'll see what happens.

I mean, there is no way it was a coincidence.

He did this on purpose.

He knew I wanted this, so...

I'm sorry, what year were we junior counselors

at that day camp?

You're putting that on the application?

Well...

Don't you think it's just unforgivable?

- I mean, to go and tell your girlfriend...

You know, it is possible

that she found out about the audition

off a poster or something.

Why are you so sure that Bailey told her?

Oh, come on!

So what?

Do you want me to have him rubbed out?

'Cause I know people. I do.

Just one phone call and...

Justin...

You don't wanna work here.

I don't?

Uh-uh.

I have a much better job for you.

I don't know if she's thought about this at all

or if she's just overreacting to how long it might take her

to get playing back up to speed.

She can't just quit. I mean, she's too good to just quit.

What if that's really what she wants?

She's too young to know what she really wants.

You don't spend years of your life working at something,

becoming that good,

and then just throw it all away.

Maybe it's that Jody girl she's been hanging out with.

Maybe she has something to do with it.

Maybe she's just had enough.

If she doesn't wanna play anymore,

isn't that, like, her choice?

- Why is this up for a vote? - Because she doesn't realize...

For God's sake, why don't you just leave her alone.

Oh, oh, I get it, everything else in the world is worth fighting for,

but not this.

Why don't you just come right out and say

you don't give a damn about anybody but yourself.

What? Well... Well...

Why don't you just bulldoze everyone into doing what you want.

To hell with what's fair. You want her to play,

so obviously, of course, she should play, right?

Claud?

You wanna come down here for a second?

I have stuff to do.

You told them.

Well, yeah, of course I told them.

We're worried about you.

Well, some of us, at any rate.

Oh, will you shut up?

Will you both shut up, please?

Have you thought about this, Claud?

Does this have anything to do with you hanging around with that Jody girl?

No.

What would Mom think, Claud?

- Don't you think... - Oh, nice.

Very nice, Jules. Guilt's definitely the way to go here.

I'm not trying to...

Look, all I'm saying is you're making a huge mistake.

What? Like you know what's best for me?

You know, I don't see any of you

making real grown-up decisions about your lives.

I mean, you two, you're playing tug of war over a stupid attic.

Why shouldn't this be my choice?

I mean, I'm almost 13.

And for the first time in my life, I actually feel...

Sort of normal.

I mean, I do things. I have a best friend.

And I don't care if you don't like her. She likes me.

Look, you can ground me, if you want.

You can zip me up in my tent.

You can say whatever you wanna say about Jody.

But there's no way you can make me play the violin again.

We could go to a movie.

We could.

Or a club.

There are some good clubs around here.

Are there?

Oh, so many people in clubs, though.

Movie theaters too.

Can't we just stay in?

I was hoping you'd say that.

'Cause what do we need that's out there, anyway?

Right.

We got food. We got water.

We got...

Company.

Kirsten.

Is that Claudia?

What is she doing here?

She comes by sometimes. She misses me.

Hide in the bathroom.

Are you home?

Kirsten?

Coming, Claud.

Boy, am I glad you're here.

I was worried you were gonna be at school or something.

Um, yeah.

Listen, I really need to talk to you.

I mean, you're the only sensible person I know.

This might not be the best time.

I mean, don't you think playing the violin

should be my decision?

I mean, they're all acting like

they know what's best for me, but when really...

Oh, hey, you're fixing the, uh...

Oh.

Claud, I...

Someone's here?

Yeah. Someone is.

I'll call next time.

I'm sorry.

Close call.

Is she okay?

She seems really upset.

Yeah.

She's torn up about all this violin stuff.

I'll deal with it.

I'm just glad, on top of everything else,

she didn't, you know...

That would've been a mistake.

It's too soon.

Yeah. Exactly.

Are you crazy? It's cute.

Yeah, well, you're biased.

Julia, wanna see something really gross?

Hmm?

Wow, that was fast. You've got a gig already?

Yeah. Baptism by fire. The first show is next week.

But this picture of me, ugh!

I mean, it looks like those paintings

of the kids with the really big eyes.

Hey, Justin.

Hey, uh... So?

So...

Yes.

- Yes? - Yes.

- You got it? - I got it.

Oh!

Seven-fifty an hour plus overtime.

Give me two weeks for that first paycheck, and we'll splurge.

Mmm. That is so fantastic.

- You got a job? - Hey, congratulations.

Yeah, at Channel 12.

Channel 12?

Yeah. You know, that TV station?

Are you kidding?

Well, it's nothing glamorous,

total "low man on the totem pole" stuff,

but, you know, it's still cool.

Wow. That is... That is so low.

You knew I wanted that job.

Wait, you applied?

He applied?

I guess Justin was more qualified.

I can't believe that you would actually...

What? Follow your example?

Like it was a coincidence

that Sarah tried out for the band

after I said I was going to.

- What? Bailey... - God, Julia!

It hurts, doesn't it,

I mean, having someone take something that's yours?

I mean, I did hurt you, didn't I?

Good, 'cause I wanted you to know

how it feels, how I felt.

Hey, that job could've helped me get into a college.

So what? You think that makes a difference?

You think that getting into that band mattered any less to me?

You just take whatever you want, Bailey!

So, what is this, an eye for an eye?

I don't know. You tell me. You started it.

I started it? What are you, five?

I tell you what, Julia.

Why don't you just go take the stupid attic, okay?

Lock yourself up there, and stay the hell out of my life!

Oh, that's a joke, right?

Because I'm not even in your life.

I am totally irrelevant.

You could care less what I think, or how I feel, or what I want...

Yeah, you're right.

You're exactly right. I don't care.

Yeah. Well, who needs you?

Who needs you?

Sarah.

Justin.

Sarah.

Okay, you tell me.

You explain to me how I'm supposed to get up on-stage

and sing and pretend like I'm having a great time

when I feel so completely lousy about this?

I don't...

Why are you turning this into some big thing?

"You have such a great voice, Sarah."

I totally meant that.

But that's not why you told me

about the audition, Bailey.

It was spite, plain and simple.

You wanted to get back at Julia, so you used me.

- I didn't... I didn't use you. - Yes, you did.

You put me in the middle, and I don't wanna be there.

Look, I didn't mean for you to get caught in this

or to get hurt or anything.

You know that.

But you meant to hurt her, right?

Look, I don't understand what's going on with you guys, Bailey.

You used to be good friends. Now it's like all you do is...

Fight. And you do these crummy things to each other.

And you know what? You wanna do that?

Go ahead. Just leave me the hell out of it.

Justin! Justin, wait a second.

Why are we fighting?

I mean, I helped you get this great job.

The only reason you told me about it

was to get back at Bailey. Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!

Don't deny it.

Look, there is no way you two are

the only ones who applied.

Are you gonna feel bad about everyone else too?

No. It's just I haven't known those people

for, like, seven-eighths of my life.

And you know what else?

This, uh, little war you guys are having

doesn't exactly bring out your best qualities.

Julia?

Vivaldi.

Concerto Opus 7.

It's worth at least 40 bucks.

I'll give you 15.

Fifteen?

What? Are you deliberately trying to insult me,

or do you have something personal against Vivaldi?

Look,

let's make a deal.

You see these disks here?

They enough to get me Hole,

the Red Hot Chili Peppers,

Foo Fighters...

And basically anything...

By anybody who hasn't been dead for the past 200 years

What is it they say about college acceptance letters?

Thick they want you,

thin they don't?

This was in the mail.

"Mr. Salinger, we are pleased to inform you of your... Early admission."

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. No way.

This is...

This is...

Return address says Massachusetts.

Uh, yeah.

It's... Boston. That's...

And I didn't know you were applying... That far.

I, uh... I didn't tell anybody.

And I'm not going to tell yet.

Sarah or Charlie or anyone.

Okay.

Wow.

Who would've thought?

Is something wrong?

No.

I don't know.

Charlie, have you told anybody about us?

Not yet.

Have you?

Not yet.

Right.

That feels right.

If people knew that we were...

What?

We were what?

Back together?

Are we back together?

I think... Maybe.

Don't you?

No.

No. We never make plans.

We never leave this apartment.

And everything we talk about,

it's just stuff from before.

What are you saying?

Do you wanna go out more? Do you...

Do you wanna make more plans.

Do you wanna tell people that we're together?

Not really.

Do you?

It's like we're just holding on to each other.

We're just...

We're just lying here holding on to each other.

So maybe this...

Maybe this was never about starting again.

Maybe we were just...

Trying to find a way to end this, you know?

That isn't so angry and doesn't hurt so much.

I keep thinking...

Keep imagining how things would've been if we'd met later.

Five or six years later.

With all this other stuff figured out.

Like I would've been walking down some street, you know,

Some crowded street, and...

I would've seen you...

And there would've been something,

I don't know, in your eyes,

something.

And I would've known.

Just known.

I would've said...

"There she is.

There she is. She's the one."

And I would've been too.

What are you doing?

Oh. Hey.

Thought you were going out with Sarah.

Yeah. We were gonna, but...

Where's Justin?

He's, um...

Well, I told him I was doing this, so...

Anyways, I think it'll probably need a face-lift

by the time you're finished trashing the place,

but I figured it was fine for now.

You're...

You're doing this for me?

Well, yeah.

I mean, I know we haven't been getting along great lately.

And I've been thinking about you a lot.

About you going away.

I mean, you may only be here

for another six months, so...

So what?

All we do is fight all the time, anyway.

I mean, I thought you'd be happy about it, Jule.

Like, jumping-up-and-down happy.

Are you kidding me?

I'm gonna miss you.

I'll really miss you, Bay.