JONAH: settles back in the diner booth, coffee steaming Honey, this song's got that etheric calling written all over it. Jonathan sitting there with his cold coffee - that's a man whose soul's been searching for something beyond the borrowed clothes of this world.

JAKE: scrolls through his phone nervously Yeah, but it hits different when you're living it, you know? That whole "dreams have cost" thing - I'm coding at 3 AM wondering if I'm gonna end up like Jonathan, reading yesterday's paper while AI takes over everything I worked for.

HERB: taps fingers rhythmically on the table Listen to the melody of it though - that repetition, "Jonathan knows, Jonathan knows." It's like a jazz standard, man. The same changes cycling through, but each time the improvisation gets deeper, more weathered. That's the blues of experience right there.

LINDA: eyes warm with understanding I can see the blueprints for healing in those lyrics, clear as day. Every broken heart finding its way to wisdom - that's what Jonathan's journey really is. He's not just lost, he's becoming a bridge between what was and what could be.

JONATHAN: voice quiet, weathered chuckles softly Well, I appreciate the analysis, friends, but sometimes a man sitting in a café is just a man sitting in a café. Though I'll grant you this - the river of fortune does flow in circles. What goes around...

MILAREPA: calm, measured tone Brother Jonathan walks the same path I once knew - through the weight of darkness, past the ghosts of what used to be. But see how the song ends? "Jonathan knows" - that's not defeat, that's arrival. The emptiest cup can hold everything.

JAKE: looks up from phone But what if knowing doesn't change anything? What if you understand the pattern but you're still stuck in it? My dad worked the plant, I learned to code, and now we're both facing the same uncertainty.

HERB: leans forward intensely That's where you're missing the extended technique, kid. Jonathan's not stuck - he's found his rhythm. Those empty streets at night? That's his solo section. He's playing the spaces between the notes now.

LINDA: notices Tabby stretching on the windowsill Look how Tabby's ears perk up when we talk about finding peace in the pattern. She knows - sometimes wisdom isn't about changing the song, it's about learning to dance with it.

JONAH: The ancient mystics all knew this truth - we're walking libraries of mystery, every one of us. Jonathan's story isn't ending, it's just moving from one chapter to the next. That stardust's still burning, even in the cold coffee and yesterday's news.

MILAREPA: nods slowly In the mountains, I learned that the hardest teacher is time itself. Jonathan has graduated from that school. Now he walks as both student and teacher, showing others how the story always goes.

JONATHAN: raises his coffee cup Well then, here's to knowing - and to all the roads that brought us here.