Nick: What is wrong with you?
Jess: No.
Nick: Period's got you down? That is such a raw deal. Want me to get you a sanitary napkin?
Jess: Ew!
Nick: Okay, I won't get that. But you're okay with pads or tampons or whatever it is that you're using?
Jess: [blows raspberry]
Nick: Tell me about your day, please. I want to get into your universe. Let's rap it out. Go. Floor is yours, pal. Talk, talk, talk. I want to listen.
Jess: No.
Nick: 30 seconds of direct eye contact?
Jess: Stop it, Nick. Please, stop.