[flashback to March 2008:]
The Mother: Okay, here it is. I haven't played this since the popular girls locked me inside the case. Although it was roomier than when I played the violin. [gasps] What are you doing?
Mitch: I don't know. What am I doing?
The Mother: I don't know. What are you doing?
Mitch: This is my thing.
The Mother: It certainly is. Now please cover your thing up.
Mitch: Sorry. I meant this move, it's my thing. I call it "The Naked Man." A few weeks ago, I was on a date, and it worked. And then I was on another date and it worked again, so I figured it would work all the time.
The Mother: Well, now you know it doesn't work all the time.
Mitch: Yeah. Although two out of three.
The Mother: Is this what it's gonna be like being single in New York? Even the nice guys turn out to be total creeps?
Mitch: I have gotten pretty creepy since I moved here.
The Mother: I feel so lost right now. I don't even know what I'm doing with my life.
Mitch: Can I tell you an embarrassing story?
The Mother: Is it this one taking place right now?