(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?