JENNIFER: No, no, amiga, OPEN your mouth. Make them think LOVE is about to come out.
POSH: I'm just... I think the hair is bad. People are looking at me oddly.
JENNIFER: Pish! Do you know what I say when that happens?
POSH: What?
JENNIFER: NOTHING. HA HA HA! Nobody ever looks at me oddly. They know better. But seriously, twig lady, do you really care about them? Eh?
POSH: No...
JENNIFER: Do you know what I said when everyone asked me to congratulate Ben and his walking nap for having another baby? I said, "ONE AT A TIME IS FOR LAZY PEOPLE."
POSH: Right...
JENNIFER: And when the world licked the feet of that silly Flipper Boy who won all his medals just for swimming a bunch of laps over and over again, do you know what I did? I went out and trained for a triathlon and shouted, "ONE SPORT AT A TIME IS FOR BORING LITTLE MAGGOTS WITH JUG EARS. GET BACK TO ME WHEN HE GIVES BIRTH AND HE HAS TO FIND TIME TO WORK OUT WHILE PICKING OUT CRYSTAL CHANDELIERS FOR THE BABY'S CLOSET!"
POSH: So you're saying I should buck up and do my own thing, then, yes?
JENNIFER: Si si, Cheekbones!
POSH: Maybe you're right. Maybe this haircut WILL work.
JENNIFER: Yes! Go get them, Halle Berry!
POSH: Wait, no. It's not Halle, darling, it's Victoria.
JENNIFER: AAAAAH! Victoria BECKHAM? ARE YOU SURE?
POSH: Fairly.
JENNIFER: MADRE DE DIOS!!!! IT CANNOT BE!
POSH: But you just said...
JENNIFER: Ay, no, I cannot be here. You are TOUCHED. Step away from me now before I catch your devil insanity.
POSH: ... Great.
