Nathan goes on to say that Pete's dreamy-kid-in-the-back-of-the-classroom-staring-out-the-window shtick has gotten old. "It's time for you to grow up," says Nate. He pulls some "I know you're walking in my shadow and I'm just trying to do right by you" bullshit and Pete calls him on it and says he doesn't want his goddamned pity and finally walks out. Outside, Pete sees Simone across the street hailing a cab, and he looks like he wants to call out to her, but he doesn't. Instead, he hails his own cab and asks his driver, who just happens to be Suresh, to take him to the corner of Center and Canal. And instead of going, "Corner of who and where? I just got here from India! I don't even know where the airport is!" Suresh just nods and heads out into traffic. Pete looks up into the sky and sees the eclipse starting. Suresh sees this and comments, "Solar eclipse." Pete wonders if it's going to be a total eclipse and Suresh says it will in some other parts of the world, but not here. He then blathers on about how it'll be a global event and how that makes you realize just how small our planet is and how small we are and Pete looks at him like, uh, yeah, buddy. How 'bout you just get me to Center and Canal and leave the Magic Eight Ball talk for someone who gives a shit? Or maybe that's just me.
It must be just me because this speech prompts Peter to ask Suresh what his name is, and they exchange introductions. "Lemme ask you something, Mohinder," says Pete. "Ever get the feeling you were meant to do something extraordinary?" Suresh kind of scoffs and just points out that he's driving a cab. "No, I'm not talking about what you do," says Pete. "I'm talking about who you are. I'm talking about being special." Suresh is like, yeeeees, crazy man. We're all special. Pete gets irritated and sits back. "That's not what I meant." Suresh notices Pete's mood change and starts professor-ing again. "Some individuals, it is true, are more special than others," he says. "This is natural selection. It begins as a single individual, born or hatched, like every other member of their species. Anonymous, seemingly ordinary. Except they're not. They carry inside them the genetic code that will take their species to the next evolutionary round. It's destiny." Pete likes the sound of this.