Adult Adam: [v.o.] It was December 7, 1980-something, and it was closing time at the diner.
Adam: Man, I only made 17 bucks in tips tonight.
Johnny Atkins: Happy holidays from Reagan's America. 'Sup with you and Carmen?
Adam: Oh, I- I don't know. We haven't talked that much since that night I slept at her place.
Johnny Atkins: You slept over and didn't talk to her after? Bro. I have never respected you before this moment.
Adam: I- I just passed out on her couch. Oh, no! Maybe she's upset because I didn't fold the blanket after. What a rude house guest!
Johnny Atkins: Dude. You literally ruin every story, even the interesting ones.