- Brea: [answering phone] Hello? Hi Beth!
- Beth: Brea, is Carla there?
- Brea: Uh-uh, I haven't seen here and I've been in the house a couple hours.
- Beth: Oh. Well listen, when you see her, tell her that Nick and I are here getting bombed, and we're gonna drink margaritas until the bartender raises the Mexican flag, and then I think I'll go drown myself.
- Brea: Beth, is something wrong? Are you all right?
- Beth: What could be wrong? Bye-bye.
- [hangs up phone]