Jess: Okay. Go straight to the gate.
Abby: Look I get why you're mad at me. Okay? But if it's any consolation, I'm a woman in my 30s about to get on a plane to go live with my mother. It's only a matter of time before I have a tiny denim backpack, too. I said I would never go back to Portland. So I guess I'm a complete failure. I'm the baby.