Evelyn Silver: Also, I'm onto you, homewrecker.
Erica: Wha-
Evelyn Silver: I lied about Gam-Gam doing better. She's in a medically induced coma. But I'm staying here to make sure you don't lay your mitts on my man.
Erica: Evy, I have no idea why you-
Evelyn Silver: Oh, sweet Erica. I get what he sees in you. The olive skin, chestnut auburn hair, easy smile.
Erica: Thank you?
Evelyn Silver: You had your chance with my Geoff last year. But you blew it. Blew it.
Erica: Oh, Evy. Sure, you're smart and confident. But it won't be enough.
Evelyn Silver: [laughs nervously] Don't you drag the back of your hand down my cheek in a soft but threatening manner. Only I do that.
Erica: Well, it seems like I'm doing it right now.
Evelyn Silver: Only the woman with the upper hand does that.
Erica: Shh! We both know who that is.
Evelyn Silver: Shh! Don't you shush my lips with your finger! I am the one who shushes!
Erica: Shhhh!
Evelyn Silver: Shhhh!
Erica: Shhhh!
Evelyn Silver: Shhhh! Enough! This is a fight you can't win, missy, 'cause I already won.