Johnny: Ooh! I think I just found the issue. It might be in the diaper.
Moira: Oh, it was the bébé. I'm so relieved!
Johnny: Yeah, I think they left extra diapers. They assumed we'd take care of it. You wanna grab the rubber gloves?
Moira: They're Tom Ford, John, no! And they wouldn't fit you anyway.
Johnny: The cleaning gloves under the sink.

Ricki: Often times in these situations, I ask a participant to go within, and to reflect why she might be having trouble connecting.
Moira: Connecting is my livelihood. No, it's these discount locks. I've tried every other one. [The single man from earlier waves to Moira] Ooh! You know what, John? You're right, we should go. Jocelyn has that bébé thing. Rene, pleasure as always.

Moira: Oh wait, wait, wait, wait. My bébés!
Roland: No, your kids aren't here.
Moira: My girls.
Roland: What girls?
Moira: My girls. Lorna, second from the left.
Roland: Okay.
Moira: If she takes on smoke, she'll never recover.
Roland: Okay, this? This one?
Moira: And Cindy! Cindy, below her. Cindy, I just gave her a blowout.