(gentle music)
- Okay.
Alright, I'm heading out.
- Awesome, have fun.
- Alright, thank you, have a good day!
- You too.
(shower running)
(high-pitched ringing)
(balloon pops)
- Shit.
Surprise.
- What are you doing home?
What's all this?
- Happy anniversary!
- Wait, really?
- You didn't remember.
- I thought it was next week.
But man, Karina, this is so cool.
And you know, I'm sensing a theme.
- (chuckles) Do you get it?
- Uh, Planetarium, our first date.
- Yeah.
I wasn't sure what to do about Pluto.
- Yeah, no one is.
- Yeah, you feeling okay?
- You know, my sinus thing came back.
- Oh yeah.
- I'm feeling fine now.
- So nothing else is up?
- Other than how shitty I feel, obviously,
for forgetting our anniversary--
- Stop, stop, I'm already over it.
- You are?
- Yeah, yeah.
People put too much importance on random dates, so...
- Really?
Because you got pretty upset when I forgot your birthday.
- That's because we were barely dating.
I was super insecure.
I thought it was a sign you didn't like me very much.
- I'm just bad at remembering things--
- Or that you wanted to break up with me.
- I didn't.
- I know, but hypothetically...
Hypothetically, what might the reason be?
- Oh, I don't know.
I don't want to do that.
I don't really like hypothetical.
- You don't like hypo--
Come on just play!
- Karina, I don't...
- Come on.
- Okay, no, no, no, fine.
You know, why don't you go first.
- Okay, great!
We have so much in common,
and we have so much chemistry and stuff,
but if I were to dump you it might be
because you're kind of a coward.
- I'm a coward?
- You told your brother
that you couldn't make his wedding via text.
You quit your last job over email.
You're too afraid to tell people anything face to face.
- Are you mad at me, or--
- Nope.
Not at all.
- Okay.
- Your turn.
- Umm, okay.
Well if, hypothetically, if I were gonna break up with you,
ummm, it would be because you're too sweet.
- Sweet is bad?
- Sometimes.
I mean, Karina, all this?
It's too much.
You know, it's too thoughtful, it's too personal,
it's too nice.
I don't deserve it.
I don't need it...
And it makes me feel like shit because I can't compete,
but then I think well fuck that
because you knew I was a selfish asshole when you met me.
- Right.
- I mean, is that what you wanted to hear?
- Yeah.
No, don't worry, we're done.
- Okay.
Cool, then let's celebrate, right?
One year!
Do you want to get dinner on me?
- No.
Let's stay in tonight.
- Okay.
(slow music)