Jamie: Think about crack! Yes! It's like I'm a crack addict, and you're my friend the drug dealer who gives me crack for free, and I know you're just trying to be a good friend, but every time I think, 'Wow, this crack might be a little bit of a problem for me,' you're there to say, 'Have some more delicious crack.' Am I making sense?
Nick: Hardly ever in your entire life.
Jamie: Okay, well, it has to stop.
Nick: Fine.
Jamie: Not the friend thing. Just ease up on the magic crack.
Nick: You're weird.
Jamie: You're weird. As soon as this whole magical war is over, I'm going to make us some friendship bracelets, and we will wear them everywhere because we are best friends.
Nick: Drop dead.