Chidi: Hey, can I ask your advice on something?
Eleanor: Are you sure, dude? Isn't there someone else better you could ask, like literally anyone else?
Chidi: Well, it's a sensitive matter, and you... you do know me pretty well. So here it is: Real Eleanor said she loves me.
Eleanor: Hey, man, nice pull. She's a great person.
Chidi: I don't know what to do. I mean, we are soul mates, so I probably do love her, but then again, how do I know if my motivation is correct? Maybe I think I'm supposed to love her, but if I tell her that I love her for the wrong reasons, it won't mean anything.
Eleanor: You have a tendency to over-think things. Turn off that giant brain, and just say you love her too.
Chidi: You think?
Eleanor: If this were some random person you hooked up with at a Diamondbacks game in the parking lot behind the port-a-potties. Not based on a real example... I would say keep mulling, but this is your soul mate. She's Universe-approved. Tell her you love her. [beep]
Chidi: Hey, your score just went up 20 points.
Eleanor: Yeah, 'cause I give great advice. Now maybe you'll finally listen to me and take off those glasses. We are in the afterlife, dummy, nature's Lasik.