Donna: What's wrong? Out with it.
Ben: I was... seeing a woman, uh, for a while, and then we stopped seeing each other. Uh, pretty recently.
Donna: That's why you've been off your game.
Tom: Sorry, dog.
Donna: You're a catch, Wyatt. You're gonna be okay.
Tom: There's chickenheads everywhere, Ben. Chickenheads all around this mall. You're gonna find one, and you're gonna be great. But, for now, why don't you let it out? Treat yourself to a good cry. One question, though.
Ben: Yeah?
Tom: [deep voice] Why so serious?