destiny, chemistry and timing.
- 1: i used to believe in destiny. you know? i'd go to the bagel place, see a pretty girl in line, reading my favorite novel, whistling the song that's been stuck in my head all week, and i'd think, "wow, hey — maybe she's the one". now i think, "i just know that bitch is going to take the last whole wheat everything bagel".
- 2: you've just been focused on work.
- 1: no. it's more than that. i've stopped believing. not in some depressed, i'm-gonna-cry-during-my-toast way. not in a way i even noticed until tonight. it's just, everyday, i think i believe a little less, and a little less, and a little less, and that... sucks. what do i do about that?
- 2: you're ted mosby. you start believing again.
- 1: in what? destiny?
- 2: chemistry. if you have chemistry, you only need one other thing.
- 1: what's that?
- 2: timing. but timing is a bitch.
