Eleanor: How many times in all the reboots did I ask Chidi for help, he refused to help me and then I had to get better on my own?
Michael: Never. He always helped you.
Eleanor: God. Really?
Michael: Yep. No matter how I set it up, you found him, confessed you didn't belong, asked him for help, and he said yes. Now his agreeing to help was part of my plan. What wasn't part of my plan was it actually working. Drove me nuts. Pesky little nerd. Stuck with you and always helped you overcome your biggest problem.
Eleanor: Assuming that's my selfishness.
Michael: No. No, no, no. It's that you never found a haircut that framed your face properly. Yes, your selfishness.
Eleanor: I'm not that selfish.
Janet: [appears] Eleanor, your cocaine and escape train are ready.
Eleanor: Not now.
Janet: Okay. [disappears]