Rosa: Jocelyn.
Jake: Jocelyn Pryce, hey.
Rosa: What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at the airport?
Jocelyn: Yeah, uh, I wanted to stop and see you on the way there. I think we need to talk.
Rosa: Why? Is something wrong?
Jocelyn: I should've done this last night, but I chickened out. We need to break up.
Jake: Ugh. Mama Magglione.