Reece: You see that guy? I have done so much work on his mouth that he's paid for the hot tub on my boat.
Jay: Hey. Did Kopitar just wave to you?
Reece: It's the least he can do. I'm taking him out fishing this weekend in Catalina. Hey, hey, do you want to come?
Jay: Oh, my God, I'd love to go. Oh, but-
Reece: What?
Jay: Last night, before you got there, Gloria and I got in a big to-do about me not needing new friends.
Reece: Oh, and now you don't want to admit you were wrong.
Jay: [chuckling] Wow, do you get me.
Reece: Well, it's supposed to be perfect whale-watching weather, and, uh, oh, yeah, Gretzky's coming, too.
Jay: The Great One?
Reece: Not at sharing the binoculars, he isn't.
Jay: It's killing me I can't go!
Reece: Well, here's a crazy idea. Why don't you tell your wife the truth and admit you were wrong?
Jay: You don't get me like I thought you did.
Reece: Or?
Jay: Fine. I'll level with her.