Jay: This is beautiful. Look at you two, having a conversation like old friends.
Gloria: Well, it's easier to talk to her when she's not choking me.
Dede: I'm sorry. I went through a bad patch there when I was trying to find the right balance with my meds. I recently discovered my cat Frances buried in the backyard. I'm just praying that she died first.
Gloria: Maybe you can dogsit for the shoe-eater one day.
Dede: Oh, well, she is a funny-looking thing.
Jay: [to Stella] Don't listen to them. You're beautiful.