Jess: Ugh, Russell, I know you're probably mad at me for many reasons. One you might not know about is that my friend did indeed get sick in the receptionist's desk drawer.
Russell: I just wanted to say...
Jess: No, I wanted to say that this morning I was ready to quit.
Russell: Wait, you're gonna quit?
Jess: But I decided not to, because I know I can really make a difference for these schools if you will let me. I know I was wrong about the meeting, but you have to admit, you haven't given me any real work to do.
Russell: That's true.
Jess: Why is that? Do you not think of me as an equal? Because if that's the case, that needs to change.
Russell: No, that's not it at all. Jess, it's just that you're new here, and I've got a lot of trust issues. Probably from my third wife, Jackie. In fact, we were just discussing it in the divorced dad...
Jess: Wait, I thought your fourth wife was named Jackie.
Russell: I married two women named Jackie.
Jess: Back-to-back?
Russell: Yeah. They were related. It's complicated. Look, I got to make this right. I hired you because I feel like you're exactly the right person to get stuff done around here. So I guess it's time for me to just let go and let you do that.
Jess: You won't regret it.
Russell: All right.
Jess: Also, while we're here talking, we need some tampons in the bathroom.