ain't it good to know you've got a friend (джен)

One original awkward coffee meeting led to an argument debating the merits of Hemingway over Fitzgerald, which led to drinks at a dive bar, which led to meeting for brunch the next day, which led to bonding over their sexualities and their shitty parents, which led to constant texts and phone calls, and somewhere along the way they had become one another’s closest friend, to the bafflement of pretty much everyone in Connecticut.
Or, the one where Jess and Paris have the friendship they (and we) deserved.