Kitty: Well, I am just... I'm just so happy we're staying because I would miss you so. Like Fez, the way you and I have tea and make fun of male ice-skaters. And Jackie, you're such a doll. I don't even mind your backhanded compliments.
Jackie: Oh, Mrs. Forman, you're my favorite old lady.
Kitty: Oh, and you too, Leo. You always make my day when you wave and smile hello, even if you are urinating on my mailbox. Oh, and Bob. No matter what I cook, you can't pass it up. Kinda like you can't pass up a woman's rear end without yelling, "Whoo-hoo!"
Bob: Just being polite.
Kitty: And Steven. My second son. I adore you. But you know, now that we're staying, maybe you could shave your mustache because, honey, you look like a 40-year-old male prostitute. And Donna, sweetheart. No matter where you go, I will always love you like a daughter. I am so sorry things didn't work out with you and Eric.
Donna: I think I need some air.
Kitty: So, speaking of daughters, has anyone seen Laurie?