Jess: You see what you're doing, right?
Abby: [gasps] Oh, my God. I'm Mom. [Jess laughs] No! I'm turning into Mom. How did this happen? "Just a little bit."
Jess: "Just a tipple."
Abby: "I don't want to get stoned."
Jess: Hey, I love that she calls "getting drunk" "getting stoned." [Abby laughs] Oh, my God. Wait. Big news. Mom got one of those very, very small denim backpacks.
Abby: What?
Jess: She did, and she calls it her blue guy. She's, like, "Oh, I got to grab my blue guy."
Abby: Can't believe you're making fun of Mom. You're her perfect little baby.
Jess: I'm... Hey, I'm... I'm not really a baby.
Abby: You're a super grownup.
Jess: Thank you.