Ichabod: Infuriating. I can't get my Maps app to triangulate. Oh, but I can still receive updates for your so-called "social network." And how is it you have five hundred friends? I had only seven close companions--four of those died. Those were good odds.
Abbie: We use the term "friend" more loosely these days.
Ichabod: Aristotle would be most unimpressed.
Abbie: Yeah, well, he's dead, too.