Realizing that everything you believe in is complete and utter bullshit

sucks.

What do you mean?

Uh, you know, destiny and soulmates,

true love,

and all that childhood fairytale,

non senses.

You were right. I should've listened to you.

No.

Yeah, what?

Why are you smiling?!

Tom.

What?

Why are you looking at me, like that?

Well, you know,

I guess it's 'cause...

I was sitting in a deli and reading Dorian Gray, and...

a guy comes up to me and...

asked me about it, and...

now he's my husband.

Yeah. And... so?

So, what if I'd gone to the movies?

What if I had gone somewhere else for lunch?

What if I'd gotten there 10 minutes later?

It was...

It was meant to be.

And I just kept thinking,

- Tom was right. - No!

Yeah, I did.

I did.

It just wasn't me that you were right about.

I should go.

But I'm really happy to see that you're doing well.