Thank you all so much for coming over.

Of course, this is so nice.

You know, I actually, walked all the way

from Brooklyn because it's so beautiful today.

Yeah, New York is gorgeous in the Spring.

Spring has officially sprung.

(laughter)

(solemnly) Winter is coming.

Who's your new friend, again, Seth?

This is Jon.

And Jon, actually, winter is over 
and we're headed into Spring now.

Winter is coming.

Okay.

The snow'll fall 100 feet deep.

The ice wind will howl out the North.

And the sun hides its face for years

and little children will all be born and die

in the darkness.

So much for global warming, huh?

(light laughter)

You won't be laughing when

the White Walkers rip you limb from limb.

Packs of pale spiders as big as hounds

feast on your remains.

So, how does everybody like the wine?

Oh, it's great.

Where's it from?

It's from a place in Napa

called Schramsberg Valley.

You know, my mom's actually from Napa.

I didn't know that.

I never knew my mother.

I'm sorry to hear that, Jon.

I'm a bastard.

(Seth): Okay, but you don't have to

call yourself that, though.

I'm the bastard son of Lord Eddard Stark

of Winterfell,

head of the Stark family,

Warden of the North.

(woman): Well, he sounds like an

impressive guy.

Do your and your father keep in touch?

His head was chopped off.

You're always talking about how

you don't have any friends

and this is why.

I'm just making small talk.

No, no, no, none of that is small talk.

Small talk is:

What do you do for a living?

Do you have any siblings?

Okay.

Okay?

Okay.

All right.

So, Lotz, do you have any siblings?

Uh, one brother. Lives in Cleveland.

You?

My brother was stabbed to death

at his own wedding.

My bad.

My bad, I knew it as soon as I said it.

Okay.

Are you still in Brooklyn, Michelle?

Oh, no, I am. I moved to the city.

(woman): Ah, we just moved to the city, too.

And let me tell you,

it was the right decision.

The Wall.

(woman:) What's that, Jon?

That's where I live.

It's 400 leagues north of King's Landing.

Lawrence: So, like, Staten Island?

There's no island, sir.

It's a cold, dark place.

700 feet high and 300 miles wide.

Made of nothing but pure ice,

with conditions so harsh and cold

it'd make you little prick fall off.

The brussel sprouts are amazing.

What's this, pancetta?

It is.

(man): Um, Seth, where did you two say

you met again?

Crossfit.

(Jon): The high-intensity interval training keeps

me in shape for fighting Wildlings,

while the increased muscle mass helps

me defend the seven kingdoms against

55-foot giants.

(Seth): And I just, you know, wanna look

good for TV.

I like your friend, Seth.

He's so interesting.

Your red hair...

reminds me of my first love, Ygritte.

Oh, Ygritte. Tell me about Ygritte.

She shot me with three arrows in the chest

and then a child murdered her in cold blood.

Was it the child murder stuff?

Yes.

I'd like to apologize for the way

I've been acting.

Work has been very stressful.

Why?

It's a complicated story.

We've got time.

Okay.

Well, it all started when Robert Baratheon,

king of the seven kingdoms...

conceived of the throne, so..

(Game of Thrones theme song)

(exhales deeply)

Wow.

That should be a series of books.

Nah, I... think it'd make a better TV show.

So, wait, who do you think

your mother really is?

Well, I thought about it a lot,

and I'm 100% certain-

Let's play charades!

(group): Yeah!

Dire wolf.

Three-eyed raven.

Incest!

(man): Time.

Ugh, you know nothing, Jon Snow.

What was it, then?

You've Got Mail.

I love that movie.

Me, too. (giggles)

Really?

Yeah.