Cece: Am I still wearing makeup?
Schmidt: You look like my grandmother right before she went insane.
Cece: Good, great.
Schmidt: I'm sorry I went overboard with the binders before.
Cece: No, no. I'm sorry. I honestly don't know how you do this every single day. How was work?
Schmidt: Frickin' crushed it.
Cece: Oh, great.
Schmidt: And I think I want to quit.
Cece: What? Really?
Schmidt: I just kept wishing that I was here, taking care of Ruth. It's the best job I've ever had. What would you think if... I was home full-time?
Cece: I think that anything that makes you happy and keeps those binders away from me, that's what you should do.