AMIR: Alright Jake, ultimate soul mate test RIGHT NOW. Think of a number 1 through ten. Is this it? JAKE: No, my number wasn't a Q. AMIR: Is this it? JAKE: I don't know, that one's facing you. AMIR: Same card, right? JAKE: Same answer, right? AMIR: I don't know, I mean. Listen, there's like fifty-two in here, you wanna just breeze by them three at a time? JAKE: I'd rather... I... Just answer your phone, how 'bout... that's... infuriating. AMIR: It's probably my gay-ass mom. Jake. JAKE: Answer it. AMIR: What? She says hi. JAKE: Hey. AMIR: Not to you. She says "Who are you talking to?" JAKE: Well, then just talk. AMIR: Not to you, right? JAKE: OK. AMIR: I know it's dad's birthday. Argh, I already called him. Like, I don't know, last year, what does it matter when? (drops phone) Oh, shh... hello? Yes. OK. Fine! Don't you wanna see how's Jake doing? "Who is Jake"? Who are you. JAKE: What was that? AMIR: I don't know, it's like every fucking year around this time she's like "Call your dad, it's his birthday, this might be his last birthday" and it's like "don't you have a job?" JAKE: Does she? AMIR: Yes, she's a registered nurse. And my dad is like this toolbox-extraordinaire, it pains me to call him. JAKE: What does that even mean? AMIR: Alright, perfect example. Last day of college, right? He comes to pick me up in a U-haul. Right of the bat, that's fucking nutso. But this guy honks the horn to get my attention. I freaked. I mean, tell me you understand. JAKE: If that's, I mean, if that's a classic example, I would say-- AMIR: He's a paediatrician, which sounds like "Ooh, cool, you're a doctor". But, yeah, a doctor for kids. JAKE: That's really... that's a really noble profession. AMIR: I know, it's so noble, it's like— JAKE: You don't know, 'cause noble's a good thing. AMIR: I know that now. Jake, do you ever wonder how on your first day you chose to sit at that desk instead of that one? JAKE: Yeah, I think about it-- AMIR: Is this your number?