[flashback:]
Nicky: There's no chance you're ever looking up Tracy again, right? You mind if I take a crack at that?
Mike: Hey, knock yourself out. [thunder crashes] Well, bye now. [rain pours]
Nicky: Right when I was about to leave. What are the odds?
Mike: Why don't you stay until the rain stops?
Nicky: Whoo. Wow. I guess I had to get lost to find a true friend. [throws his bag in the tent and climbs in] Oh, these scented candles are nice.