"You might not be too far off the mark, actually," Jacob tells her, glancing back at the group behind them, briefly. That would be incredibly creepy, considering he's probably old enough to be most, if not all, of their fathers, not to mention the fact that he's married, but it wouldn't be surprising, either. People get weird around celebrities. Doubly so here in New York, where he's something of a local legend, if only because he was born and raised here. It'd be like Springsteen hanging out in a coffee shop in Jersey.

"I'm kind of ... " he starts, stops. How do you explain that you're fairly famous, to someone who doesn't recognize your name, without sounding like an egotistical asshole? He sounds almost a little guilty, somehow, for not being able to come up with something better, as he continues, "I've got a show running over at the Neil Simon."