Jess: [answers phone] Hey, Nick.
Nick: Hey, this is crazy, but were you just at my reading? You're not in L.A., are you?
Jess: No, I'm in Portland with my dad.
Nick: That's what I thought.
Jess: How'd the reading go?
Nick: Couldn't have gone better. I felt weirdly comfortable up there.
Jess: I'm so proud of you.
Nick: Thanks. Reagan and I broke up.
Jess: I got to go. Oh, my dad just sprained his thumb trying to get up off a couch. I'll talk to you later, Nick.