(Jake and Amir talking over Skype)
Amir: Happy Thanksgiving, Brohoom! (chuckles)
Jake: Sup?
Amir: Not much. Woah, you're not wearing a shirt?
Jake: No. Sometimes when I'm at home, I don't wear a shirt.
Amir: Pretty, pretty chill. One, actually, one second, ok?
Jake: Don't, just-
Amir: Something is messing up... right... here. (Amir ends Skype)
Jake: I can see you moving the mouse.
Amir: (takes shirt off and recalls Jake on Skype) (grunts) Much better.
Jake: Ok. Much worse.
(Jake puts sweatshirt on as Amir is making a weird face)
Jake: What are you doing?
Amir: I don't know. Dinner tonight?
Jake: No, I have Thanksgiving dinner with my family.
Amir: Our family, brotha.
Jake: MY family.
Amir: Same difference. Pound it! (puts fist up to screen with JAIK written on his knuckles)
Jake: You know that's backwards, right?
Amir: Hold it up to a mirror or something.
Jake: And spelled wrong.
Amir: Can't help that, then.
Jake: Ok. Closing this, then. (shuts laptop)
Amir: No! (calls Jake on phone) Uh, we actually, accidentally got miscommnunicado, brotha. Hello?