Jimmy: But if one day, right, eggs forced you to choose between themselves and pancakes and you chose the soggy, tasteless pancakes and never ate eggs ever again, I’m just saying eggs, eggs would be really sad.

Gretchen: Jimmy.

Jimmy: What?

Gretchen: If you don’t want me to go on this trip, just tell me.

Jimmy: Don’t go.

Gretchen: Okay, I won’t. So just to be clear, on one side it’s eggs, Peter Gabriel, and you, and on the other side it’s pancakes, Phil Collins, and Ty?

Jimmy: I’ve been drinking all day, honestly, I’m not even sure any more.