Moira: I didn't want to overwhelm you, dear, I know you're being pulled in another direction. Though, you might find a bit more delectation in this.
Alexis: No, I do. I... I just like haven't received flowers from someone I wasn't... friends with. [exhales sharply] What do I do?
Moira: What do you want to do?
Alexis: I can't leave now.
Moira: If you're worried about the flowers, they'll likely be dead in a week.
Alexis: Yeah, like my career if I walk away with everything that's going on. I've already made Ted wait an extra month. I can't... back out now.
Moira: So you... you weigh your options. On the one hand, you are perched on the precipice of a dream come true and you can jump knowing, possibly for the first time, that you can succeed at anything to which you put your mind.
Alexis: And on the other hand?
Moira: What other hand?
Alexis: Ted!
Moira: [gasps] Dear Ted. Yes, this is a quandary.