[[Micah and Ian are in the kitchen of their house.]]
Micah: Hey, how long have I known you?
Ian: Huh, er... about 23 years.
[[Micah is turned toward Ian. Ian is in a defensive position, crouched over a box of cookies from which he takes one.]]
Micah: Not how old you are. How long have I known you?
Ian: I don't know what you've been doing the last quarter century. You could have been stalking me as a child.
Micah: So I was stalking you two years before I was born.
Ian: Hell if I know how old you really are. You could even be some old guy in disguise!
Micah: You've met my parents!
Ian: Character actors!
[[Micah looks away. Ian talks with a cookie in his mouth while he reaches into the box for another one.]]
Ian: You get away from me, Chang! I don't know what you're after, but I'm not talking!
Micah: Man, having a conversation with you is like walking through a Salvador Dali painting.