- And as much as I appreciate and like to be got... and Lord knows, old Angie would have killed to hear those words... new Angie doesn't want to rely on a man for my incidentals. I don't want to have to ask you for money to buy lottery tickets, grab drinks with my girls, get my hair and my nails did, get more lottery tickets, experiment with lashes, buy an edible, DoorDash once or twice a day. I did that with Quinn. And where I am now, making money, while doing something I love, is so much better. So I'm not quitting. Thank you for understanding.
- Babe...
- Mm-mm, no, this is a dramatic monologue. No dialogue from you needed. You just lay there while my words land on you.

A hora que a Quinn desce a escada…

Aí está… Doutora Deolane

Sinceramente eu entendo a carência da Camille mas queria que ela ficasse sozinha nesse momento, se entender se acalmar, muita coisa acontecendo pra iniciar algo, mas o cara parece bacana.

Eu que o boy da Angie é muita critica pouco apoio. Sonho um homem dar um cartão na minha mãe e falar vai ser feliz, mas certa ela, p homem já fica querendo podar, tendo controle financeiro sobre ela já era.
Gosto dele mas puxa muito pra baixo, sei não.

O meu what the fuck nesse final foi grande, que cachorro. Homem não da pra confiar mesmo.

Eu sabia que o homem da Quinn era bom demais para ser verdade

"Yeah, we're good. But, Ian, I need you to know that I don't get to miss anything, OK? Even if something comes up, I am there for every single appointment, even in the middle of the night when I have heartburn or when I can't lay on my side because I feel like I'm being smothered. This baby is 24/7 for me. I don't get to opt out just because things are complicated or even if I have a good reason."