Delia: Abby, what are you doing? One moment you're fainting and the next moment you're stripping. What is going on?
Abby: Delia, um. I'm sad and tired, and I'm stressed and I...And this isn't about me tonight. This is about you. So...
Delia: Yeah, well you wouldn't know that from that display. You're acting nuts. And you're hijacking my night.