Erin: This fax came for you. [coughs]
Jo: Oh, no, no, no! Are you feeling ill?
Erin: Uh-
Jo: Oh no, honey, if you got a bug, I want you to go on home. I can't have you getting Callie and Jo Jr. sick. These dogs have got to be in a commercial with Dwight Howard next week.
Erin: Oh! No. I feel like I could lift a car.
Jo: Yeah, but you sound like death, girl. Now why don't you go on home and take care of yourself and get in bed. And shred that and have them send me a clean fax, alright?