Gloria: They were for the New Year's.
Jay: Oh, right. What's that goofy thing again?
Gloria: It's not goofy. It's a tradition. At midnight, you eat 12 grapes, you make 12 wishes, one for each month of the year.
Jay: And you really think that works?
Gloria: Five years ago, I was a single mother living in a slum. Today, I'm driving to Palm Springs in my new car with my rich husband. You do what you want. I'm eating the grapes.