Johnny: Okay, you know what, can we stop talking about that bag for five minutes. The bag, the bag, and the bag.
Moira: John, it's an heirloom, my great grandmother took it from her husband when she left him, and it has been passed down through all the women in my family, as emergency currency, in case we need to leave our husbands in the middle of the night.
Johnny: Oh, well, that's reassuring.
Moira: You don't have to worry darling, I'll never need it. But you know Alexis will!
Johnny: Yeah, more than once, probably.
Moira: I love that bag. And I've kept it safe all these years. And now John, it's out there, frightened, and alone...