Gloria: Joe, you should be thankful that you live in this country. I spent half of my childhood in a Banana Republic. It was the only store in my village that had air-conditioner.

Dylan: Haley? What are you doing here?
Haley: Well, you tweeted you were working, the water tower's in the back of your Instagram story, and you just left a Yelp rating for that falafel place around the corner, so I figured out where you were. Could you please stop being so obsessed with me?
Dylan: Wait... what?
Haley: That thing that you said at the hospital? How if a person felt lucky to be in a relationship, that means that they couldn't really be happy? Obviously, you did that to try and ruin what I have with Arvin, because you're not over me.
Dylan: I seriously don't know whether to laugh or check you for a spider bite. I'm sorry that you're questioning your relationship, but it's not my fault.
Haley: Just admit it! You said that to try and get back with me.
Dylan: Look, in my heart of hearts - which does not exist, by the way - yeah, I still think about us. We were great.
Haley: Aha!
Dylan: Nuh-ha! You're the one who drove across town, paid $12 for parking and then an additional $2 for the yellow wristband for beer and medical tent access. It sounds like you're the one who's into me.
Haley: You're crazy.
Dylan: There's no crime in wondering if we might still be good together. I still see us together in my mind's eye... Which, by the way, doesn't exist.
Haley: I can't hear it again. [kisses Dylan] Diagnosis, nothing.

[flashback:]
Haley: Well, I'm sorry it didn't work out.
Dylan: It's okay. I don't think we ever really got each other. Like, you know how when you and I used to go to concerts, we used to just look at each other and know...
Haley: It was time for me to get on your shoulders and throw my bra at the drummer. [both laugh]
Dylan: Like, you probably have that with Arvin, right?
Haley: Definitely.
Dylan: That's awesome. With my wife, she's pretty and smart and a doctor. But if you're always telling yourself how lucky you are, it's probably because you're afraid to ask yourself how happy you are. Right?