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...to some other engagement.
Best Chrismukkah ever.
Seth Cohen. Hello.
- I know that relaxes you. - What?
Wait, wasn't that Luke's birthday?
- Everything cool with you and Marissa? - Yep, we had a really good talk.
Yeah, well, nothing happened. I promise. We were just talking.
...but other than that... - What were you doing last night?
A lot of Old Testament to cover.
I'm great.
- Hey, what are you doing? - Solitaire.
You said if anyone would understand, it'd be me. Well, you're right.
You don't want help, or you don't want help from me?
I'm beyond awful.
You would have to kill me first. Hey.
Yes, well. It's called a bar mitz-vahkkah.
...and handing over cash, we're in.
Did you, now?
Who here is familiar with the story of Hanukkah?
That's tough talk from a guy who eats a lot of bagels.
She R.S. V.P. 'd.
Friends?
...and, well, that's really what we're here to celebrate.
Apparently, my mom's insurance doesn't cover it, so...
Coop, let's look over here.
Our bar-mitzvah boy is here. Ryan Atwood.
- The kids are not back yet with the tree? - Oh, not yet. Seth said they'll be a while.
I'm good, Kirsten. Busy.
Baseball season ended months ago, Seth.
And Ryan gets the money from the bar mitzvah?
Take your time.
And the hospital, they're all excited about it.
Yeah, can I help?
My Rapid Palate Expander's killing me.
I'm head of Plastic Surgery and I'm on the board.
...none of whom swung by Temple Beth-El that day.
Okay. All right. But now's not the time to be proud.
- It's just a tree. - Okay.
A long time ago, Mom's team allowed Christmas to be about reindeers...
Was the greatest trip of my life. Now it's the most depressing.
Well, I haven't heard you use that one before.
Truth is, I'm looking down the barrel of divorce two.
Yeah, we have fun with it.
We played paintball. That was so much fun.
And, Ryan, our orthodontist has offered to take your braces off for the big day.
No need to thank me. I know how unnerving a remodel can be.