Nick: Hey. Taking a little trip? I hear San Diego's lovely. I regret that. I'm sorry I left you on the train, Reagan. You deserve better than that. The truth is, is I wanted to break up with you, and I didn't know how to.
Reagan: Okay. I mean, I'm not mad anymore, more just... scared of what it must be like to have to live inside of your head.
Nick: Look, I'm sorry.
Reagan: It's okay. I've been thinking about breaking up with you for a while. So, we just wanted really different things. I'm not good at good-byes, Nick.
Nick: I'm not good at good-byes either. I think I'm gonna go stand in the closet for a little bit.
Reagan: Okay.
Reagan: Okay.
Nick: Okay.
Reagan: Bye, Nick.
Nick: [o.s.] Yeah, bye, Reagan.