Cece: Hey, babe. I found the hairspray, and... Oh, my God, you're in your dress. Babe, you look so beautiful. I can't believe you're finally getting married, and...
Jess: Cece! Hey! Oh, my God, I am so high. [whispering] Come here.
Cece: Mm-hmm.
Jess: I have something to tell you. Come here.
Cece: Okay, I'm here.
Jess: Uh-huh. Whatever you do, don't tell Cece.