Cheyenne: I can't believe this. I was pregnant, and no one threw me a baby shower, and now Jerusha gets one? And she doesn't even work here.
Sandra: Why don't you join this one? I could add your name to the sign.
Jonah: I mean, you already have the kid. She already has the kid, so she doesn't want to...
Cheyenne: No. No. That'd be awesome.
Amy: Really, Cheyenne? I mean, it's barely a shower. There aren't gonna be any games.
Cheyenne: Oh, I can handle the games. I know, like, a million good ones, and Bo knows a guy who owns a bunch of storks. I don't know if that's helpful, but when they get drunk, it's hilarious.
Amy: Super helpful.
Cheyenne: Oh, this party's gonna be sick!
Sayid: Yeah!

Jerusha: Last but not least, I need to thank my Uber driver, Dmitri, for getting me here from Ponderosa so quickly. If I could've given you six stars, I would have.
Glenn: That was just beautiful, Jerusha. Huh? Yeah. [applause] Now I'm gonna pass the mic around so that everyone has a chance to say something. Dmitri, would you like to kick us off?
Amy: Actually, um how about we keep this party train rolling, and next stop is the gifts. Choo-choo.
Glenn: Okay, somebody knows I love trains. But gifts are like the caboose. They always come at the-
Amy: End! But what if we shake it up and do it now? Who wants to get crazy?
Glenn: Amy.
Amy: Sayid.
Glenn: Mental illness is not a joke. Jerusha's cousin is crazy.
Jerusha: He ate all of his fingernails off.

Amy: This is nice and humiliating.
Jonah: I know. I'm sorry. Could you spread your legs? I'm having trouble getting in the uh, the undercarriage. I'll go around. [clears throat]
Amy: Yeah.

Jerusha: Oh, wait, you forgot ours.
Amy: Oh, uh, an embroidered badger. Awesome.
Jerusha: Oh, no, no, no, this is for Diane.
Glenn: Sorry, we just got you something off the registry.
Amy: Oh, my God. It's the car seat.
Jerusha: You can swap with Diane if you want.
Amy: No, no! No. No, no, I, um... I actually really like this. Not that I didn't like this stuff, although some of it was garbage. Not, like, trash garbage. Just, like, I can actually use this, and I really, really love it.
Glenn: Oh, good.
Amy: Thank you so much. Thank you.

Dina: Sandra! Sandra! Oh, finally. Come get me down. Oh, thank God. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. [exhales sharply] [Sandra walks off] Oh, no. Are you serious? Oh, I respect you as much as I hate you right now. Oh. Sandra!