Jay hesitates at the jab, not sure if they should be insulting the dead or whatever, but... well. He can't help smiling a little at the shared reference. He lets out a soft chuckle. "It was so bad," he admits. "You know there was one scene where he got me to play his stoner friend? I had to wear one of Brian's sweaters for that. It was so embarrassing." He finally laughs, awkward and halting but genuine. Part of him is definitely glad that fucking movie never saw the light of day.

A very small part.

This is some sad shit to be ruminating on, but it's probably something they needed to do.

"I don't think I could write anything better than that, though," he says. "I mean, I was the script supervisor, it's not like I fixed any of it." He chuckles softly. "I always thought maybe I'd make documentaries, but... well. I guess I did, kinda."