Alexis: Twy, I'm so happy for you. Oh. You deserve it.
Twyla: Thank you, Alexis. And you deserve this.
Alexis: Oh, my God. Twy.
Twyla: It's for all your dresses. Most of them fit. And whatever doesn't I'll just give to my mom.
Alexis: Okay. That's so sweet, but those dresses would never sell for this much, like not even in retail.
Twyla: Consider it a goodbye present. A little something to help you start your new life. Maybe even enough to get you your own place. You're gonna do great things, Alexis.
Alexis: No, I know. But I can't accept this. Even though I know I'm gonna regret it, in like a minute. I think that if I'm gonna do this on my own, I need to... do this on my own.
Twyla: I respect that.
Alexis: Oh. Hey, I don't mean to tell you how to spend your money, but maybe you could use some of it to come visit me?
Twyla: I'd like that.
Alexis: Boop. Hey Twy, like, cute dress.
Twyla: Thanks. My friend gave it to me.