Garrett: Hey, man. I'ma take off early. I, uh... saw a motorcycle in the parking lot and it's the same motorcycle that I was riding the night... it all went down.
Jonah: Okay, all right. Okay, okay, I get it. You're messing with me. You can stop now.
Garrett: Cool.
Jonah: Hey, just an FYI. I wasn't trying to be nosy. I just... I thought it would be cool to know you better. That's all. You know, you're my roommate, and you're my best friend, and...
Garrett: Okay. First of all, I don't need a best friend. I'm an adult. And if I did have a best friend, it would be my boy Randy Mendoza. We've known each other since the second grade.
Jonah: Always about Randy...
Garrett: Look. What if I told you I got shot in Iraq? Or got drunk and hit a bus full of nuns?
Jonah: Is this also in Iraq?
Garrett: Whatever it is, it's gonna put me in a box. And I don't want that.
Jonah: Understood.