Jess: Hi, Nick.
Nick: Seriously, Jess, what the hell happened? I've been driving around for the last hour looking for you.
Cece: Everything is okay, and we were hoping to get everything out...
Both: on the table.
Jess: The table which is not a table, it doesn't exist. Don't worry about the table.
Nick: We were in the middle of traffic and you just got out and ran away.
Jess: I was hot. You were so hot that you had to jump out of my car and run?
Nick: Why are you standing like that?
Jess: This is how I stand.
Nick: I've never seen you stand like that. I was really worried something had happened to you, okay? And you can't just walk around this neighborhood with bags full of toilet paper, that you don't even use.
Cece: What?
Jess: [quietly] I told him I don't use toilet paper.