Carl: Are my hands real
Sarah: Who is this
Carl: Whoa, are you the matrix?
Sarah: No
Carl: Are you sure?
Sarah: No
Carl: Is like the whole world an illusion?
Sarah: It wasn’t when I was there
Carl: Okay
Sarah: Get some sleep
Carl: I don’t think I can
Sarah: Why?
Carl: Your’e kind of creeping me out
Sarah: Understandable.