"I'm glad that Jesse's birthday happens right before mine does, because it makes it really easy to remember how old I'm turning."
"...minus one, right?"
"Um. Right. *thinking, counting on fingers* Right, yes. Because I turned 25 before you and I started dating, and I turned 26 right before we went to Japan, and I'm about to be 27 now, and Jes just turned 28."
"You know what else works for figuring that out?"
"Number of years since you were born."
"Oh, thanks. That's a good one."
"I'll have to remember that one."
"I've got a million of 'em."
"An infinite number, actually."
I'll have to remember that one.
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