So I call her, and she's changed her number.

So I walked over to Antic Attic to get her something.

I thought I'd go over to work, give her an early Valentine.

And you won't believe it.

She's there with this guy,

this really young guy.

And she looks at me like she doesn't even know who I am.

Excuse me?

Can I help you find something, sir?

Hey, Clem-ato.

Patrick! Baby boy!

What are you doing here, baby?

Just came to surprise you.

Let me know if you need something, sir.

How are you?

Pretty good, pretty bored, pretty tired.

I so want what's in your suit. Good.

Why would she do that to me?

Does anybody want a joint?

God, Rob, give it a rest.

God, she's punishing me. I know.

For being honest. It's horrible.

I should just go to her house. No.

You don't want to go there, man.

Get off me. It's too... Right.

Yeah. I don't want to seem desperate.

Joel, why don't you just see this as a sign?

Make a clean break. Right?

All right, Joel.

Look, man, seriously, here's the deal.

Don't do that. Rob, what are you doing?

What's your fucking suggestion?

What's your brilliant, reasoned solution?

You're making this about our shit now?

This isn't about us. I agree.

It's not about us. It's about Joel, who's an adult, okay?

Not Mama Carrie's kid.

Why don't you go do your laundry?

That's great. That's good.

Okay.

What is it? I don't know.

It's some place that does a thing.