WENDY: Craig? I got your voicemail, are you okay? WENDY: I haven’t heard from you in months. CRAIG: I’m fine. I’m good. CRAIG: Look, can you do me a favor? It’s kind of important. WENDY: Okay? CRAIG: I need you to pick me up at SFO in, like, six hours. WENDY: What? But- That’s the middle of the night! CRAIG: I know when it is.
WENDY: … WENDY: Okay, um, where are you flying in from? CRAIG: New York. WENDY: Why were you in New York? CRAIG: I wasn’t. I was in Pakistan. CRAIG: I was going to tell you this thing months ago, but I had to leave Egypt earlier than I thought. CRAIG: My phone got kind of fucked up, then I got E. Coli… I just have to tell you something. WENDY: Why can’t you tell me now? CRAIG: Because I’ll look like an asshole. WENDY: I hate to break it to you, but… CRAIG: I know. Plane boards in twenty. If you can’t come, I’ll just take a cab- WENDY: No, no, of course I’ll be there. WENDY: Of course.