Moira: Dobro jutro, my darlings! That, of course, is good morning in-
David: Bosnian.
Alexis: We know!
Moira: Well, I happened upon the most charming petite patisserie this morning, and I thought, my children deserve breakfast in bed!
Alexis: Okay, have we done something? I'm so confused.
David: What do you want?
Moira: Just to be near you. Chalk it up to the heightened emotionality of opening night just around the corner, and my bébé girl leaving me so soon!