Rachel: Ella, when you said you brushed your teeth, did you also completely dry your toothbrush? Ella: I brushed. Rachel: Ella. [to Olivia] I just love being lied to. Olivia: Hey, you’re a tough mother. Ella’s a sweetheart. Rachel: She is a sweetheart, she’s a lying little sweetheart… she reminds me of you. Olivia: [laughing] Oh!
Olivia: Hello. Peter: Hey, it’s Peter. Olivia: Hi, what’s wrong? Peter: “What’s wrong?”? Olivia: Is there something wrong? Peter: No, why? What’s wrong with you? Olivia: Uh, nothing. I assumed there was an emergency. Peter: Nope. No emergency. Olivia: What’s up? Peter: Nothing. I was actually calling for Rachel, is she there? [Crickets in the background] Olivia: Yeah.