Eleanor: Do you think anybody cared that I died? Maybe someone did. I don't know. I was an only child. My parents were divorced when I was a kid. They were both crummy people, so they're probably... [points down] in the Bad Place. Maybe they're being used to torture each other. It would work. I bet way more people cared that you died. 'Cause you're a nice person. [clears throat] You're a nice person, Chidi... Anaconda.
Chidi: Anagonye.
Eleanor: Aganocomonga.
Chidi: Anagonye.
Eleanor: Ags... say it again.
Chidi: Anagonye.
Eleanor: No, say what you said before.
Chidi: I did. It's Anagonye.
Eleanor: You just changed it.
Chidi: I didn't change it; it's my name.
Eleanor: Argrugande. Ariana Grande. [gasps] That's a person. I did it. Good night.
Chidi: Good night.
[When Chidi flicks a switch, circus music plays as two screen doors, with a large black-and-white clown face painted on them, close Eleanor's bedroom]
Chidi: Well, that's terrifying.