Felicity: You okay?
Ben: The little league bleachers, the steps outside the pool, those stupid plastic chairs at graduation. I promised myself I wasn’t gonna sit in another chair waiting for him, just knowing he’s not gonna show up. But it’s the same thing every time with him. Every single time.
Felicity: It’s different this time.
Ben: It’s not different.
Felicity: This time you have me.