"Do you love miracles?"
"You can play me for a fool my whole life and I'll never get the point. You bet, I love miracles.
"But you know, a heart of glass is a damn shame to break. And once you break it, you could possibly spend a million years making up for that, over and over again, and never quite get there... "
"Well, Bill, I have the number for a glass blower. And fudge."
"Psychic, new friend! You know I was a Divinity Major who minored in fudgepacking..."
Holding hands, they walked together towards the horizon, knowing they would be friends forever, long after they parted, even after death...