Cece: But then we both decided that it was better if neither one of us bought it.
Jess: Yep.
Schmidt: The neon yellow purse? With the strap? Yeah, I've seen that. It's in your closet. I wonder how many
rubber duckies needed to die to make that thing.
Jess: Uh, Schmidt, you don't know what you're talking about.
Cece: I got to run.
Coach: Oh...
Schmidt: What?
Cece: Thank you so much for helping with the baby shower. You know, you are just the best.
Jess: No, you're the best.
Coach: Whoa.
Jess: Did I tell you I love your top, by the way?
Cece: No. Oh, I just found this in the back of my closet.
Schmidt: What's... what's happening?
Coach: [whispers] You said too much.
Cece: So, I'll call you later?
Jess: Definitely.
Cece: Okay. Bye!
Jess: Bye! [door closes] Oh, my God!
Schmidt: What just happened?
Coach: That's a girl fight.