Sam: What is going on here?
Jess: Okay, um... [groans] I had a sex dream about Nick. Let me back up. Last night, you asked me about this helmet. Sorry. Let me fast forward. The helmet's stuck on my head. Look, I know this is a lot to ask, but is there any way, you could just trust me when I tell you that it was just a stupid sex dream.
Sam: Okay, yes. Yeah, no. I trust you.
Jess: Thank you.
Sam: But right now, my parents are expecting us. So, you know, a lot of kids come into the hospital with stuff stuck on their head. Do you guys have a screwdriver or a hammer?
Jess: Oh, uh, we can't break it 'cause... Nick's dad gave it to him.
Sam: Right. Uh, well... I have to go meet my parents, so I'll call you tomorrow.