Brenda: First, I fell out of the cart, then I lose Frank. And now, I'm being hunted by a douche. The gods must be punishing me, don't you see? This is what I get for giving in to my disgusting urges. I'm such a whore.
Teresa: Sweet bun, I must admit I too sometimes have urges, impure thoughts. We all do.
Brenda: Oh. Oh good! Okay. Well, that actually makes me feel a little better.
Teresa: And we must never give in to them.
Brenda: Oh no. That's the opposite of what I thought you were gonna say.
Teresa: Oh, yes. The gods are always watching... Even when we cannot see them.
