Cece: [on the phone] Jess, are you okay? Honey, you just fled to your dad's house in Portland.
Jess: What I did was a very tasteful, very understated skedaddle so I could get some much needed space from Nick, and it worked. I'm fine.
Cece: So, you're coming back?
Jess: I would, but... Ashley's out of town, and the man doesn't do well without his wife. I can't in good conscience leave my elderly father here without someone to help him steam-clean his bowling trophies.
Bob Day: Hey, Jess. I think you should go home.
Jess: Shut up, TV! That was the TV. [hangs up on Cece]