Jess: Yeah! Team drug store, back from mission. Drug store, right, Coach?
Coach: Yeah. Uh, can I have my bag?
Jess: Yeah. Good stuff. Good stuff.
Coach: Thanks.
Jess: So, same time next week, right? Team drug store? We'll go again to the drug store? Team drug store? [Coach goes to his room] Ugh! God! What a walnut! It's been two months we've been living with him, and I have yet to crack him. It's like we just spent an hour together. It was, like, nothing, no connection. And don't tell me it's in my mind, because it's not. We ran into one of his friends, and Coach said the meanest thing about me.
[flashback to Jess in the street wearing thick, dark glasses]
Jess: Check these out. Can you believe these are for glaucoma?
Coach: [to his friend] She's my buddy's girlfriend.