Mo: Zoey, are you OK?
Zoey: No, no, no, no. This is your night, and I didn’t want any attention on me, and look what happened.
Max: And what did happen?
Zoey: It’s gonna sound really stupid when I say it, but the whole reason that that meteor shower meant a lot to me was because of a memory I had of seeing it with my dad.
Mo: Why didn’t you say anything?
Zoey: Because I’m tired of being a burden, and you guys are always there for me, and I don’t want our friendship to be one-sided.
Max: Hey, Zoey, honestly, you can come to us anytime about anything no matter how busy or wildly successful we get, we are here for you.
Mo: Unless Idris Elba walks in, then you’re a literal stranger to me, OK.
Max: Let’s go look at the meteors now.
Zoey: No, it’s your big night, and we missed the whole thing anyway.
Max: Look, maybe we can’t recreate that memory, but we can create a new one. There’s still stars in the sky, right? So let’s get a group and go.