Moira: And where do we think we're going?
Alexis: Well, I feel like your publicist should be there if you're meeting with Tickle Bernstein.
Moira: [chuckles] Tippy. It's Tippy, and no, not necessary, dear. Not in your condition. Thank you.
Alexis: No, it's fine. I'll just throw on some clothes.
Moira: No! I insist. Mummy can handle this one all by herself. All right? What's important is that you stay here where no one can see you and focus on your critical self-care.