Rachel: I wanna be someone’s first choice

Ethan: Yeah. You are.

Rachel: No, I know what you’re saying. I’m not his first choice.

Ethan: Maybe you’re someone’s first choice. What? You never wondered about me? I don’t know how to say this. Uhm…God, Rachel, I like you. I’ve always liked you. And when another guy came to the picture, I liked you even more. You are home for me. Wow. That sounded crazy. Heh…Wow. And that’s probably what all this is. I mean, it’s probably just crazy. It’s not…It’s not love. Even though it kinda feels like it is. Don’t worry. My love’s really not the overwhelming kind. Jesus, when I’m in love, I, uh, drink rose and watch Remains of the Days. So…I don’t know Rachel. Maybe it’s just that I… Maybe it’s just that I miss you. But I think you fell in love with someone else. And I think you still are.