Joe: Hey! Matt! Over here!
Matt: It’s Joe!
Joe stops in front him, out of breath. He looks up, grins and starts laughing.
Joe: (turns to Gomamon) Who’s the man now?! I told you I’d find him!
Gomamon: I never doubted you for a single minute, Joe.
Matt: What’s going on?
Joe: I said to myself, “Joe, just follow your own path and sooner or later you’ll run into Matt.” I’m just glad it happened before I retired.
Matt: I see.
Joe: Oh. That’s right. Here. (fishes the harmonica out of his pocket) It’s your harmonica, isn’t it?
Matt: Thanks, Joe.