Brandi: Whoa, Oreo really upped its game while I was in prison. It's like a fat kid's fever dream.
Cheyenne: Oh, Amy, this is my mom.
Amy: Oh, my gosh! Hi!
Brandi: You're the famous Amy. I've heard so much about you over the years, I feel like I know you. I'm so sorry about the divorce and how your life is going.
Amy: Oh, um, thank you. Uh, so what brings you to the store?
Cheyenne: Oh, she was just bringing me this shirt that she got me that I forgot to put on this morning.
Brandi: It's more professional. And I gotta get some stuff for the party. Do you have a Green Day-themed bouncy house?
Amy: Green Day? What happened with mermaids?
Cheyenne: My mom thought we should go back to Green Day.
Brandi: Mermaids is a little juvenile, don't you think?
Amy: Well, I mean, it is a two-year-old's birthday party, and Chey really liked the idea...
Brandi: Amy, I don't mean to be rude, I know you've been kind of a mother figure for Cheyenne while I've been away, but... I'm her actual mother, so don't you have some shelving to do or something?
Amy: Yes, sure. Yeah, sorry. Okay. Bye.
Cheyenne: Bye.
Brandi: Cinnamon bun Oreos? [sighs] Technology.