You can believe what you want, but whether or not I dropped out after my boat trip is the least of the differences. He wasn't there, and I don't have a sister.

[There might be parallels, but the fact that he's even having this conversation right now is a huge break in the commonalities. But her statement hits him hard, like a sucker punch in the gut. Not his world, not his mother, not his problem.

Nothing like lying to yourself, old man.]

Watch who you're calling old, or I'm going to break out 'elderly.'