Carol: You holding up, okay?
Glenn: Yeah, sure am. I mean, as good as I can be, you know, after the fight with Jerusha.
Carol: Mm-hmm.
Glenn: Yep, she said some bathroom words.
Carol: Oh.
Glenn: She threw a mustard jar at me. It left a bruise... on my thigh. So you can't see it... I mean, unless, you know, we were to go swimming, but it'll be gone by pool season. So, you know, you won't even be able to see it then, but it will have been there in the past, which is now.
Carol: Jerusha. What a bitch.
Glenn: Uh-huh.