Did I wake you?
No, I was up. So what are you doing?
I couldn't sleep. I just kept thinking about how this was my last night in my bed...in my house...kinda like my last night as a kid. I mean, I've lived here since I was five and I feel like I'm supposed to turn in my key tomorrow. It was so strange packing up my room. You know how you have always trained me never to throw anything away. So like I have all these ratty stuffed animals and yearbooks...my old retainer...all my old magic tricks. And I actually packed it all. I just didn't want to let it go. I mean, I know I can't stay, but it's like I don't want to leave.
Well, that's the thing about life...is uh, the surprises. The little things that sneak up on you and grab hold of you. Still happens to me.
I don't believe it.
Oh my God. Talk about surprises.
It hasn't snowed in L.A. since I was nine.
Mom's gonna die. What? What is that face?
No. Nothing. I was just thinking.
Oh, this is going to end up costing you more money.
No. How I know I'll remember this moment for the rest of my life.
