Edie: Karl said that you know all about our dirty little secret.
Susan: Yes, yes, I do.
Edie: Well, I feel awful. I should have told you that I was doing your ex. Well, it would've been the classy thing to do.
Susan: Well, etiquette is a lost art for a lot of people.
Edie: Oh, you've gotta believe me, I never, ever thought anything would happen with us. But on our first date, Karl took me to a Mexican restaurant. You know what I get like when I drink tequila. A couple of shooters and my bra unhooks itself.
Susan: Circumstances beyond your control. I get it. So if you'll excuse me.
Edie: Hey. Hey, hey. I am offering you an opportunity here. I mean, go ahead, vent. Let me have it. Come on, tell me what a bitch I am. Yeah, for snacking on your leftovers. I deserve it. Come on, bring it on.
Susan: Honestly, Edie, I don't mind. You can skate off into the sunset with Karl. Be my guest.
Edie: Well, that's good to know. You know, I probably shouldn't tell you this, but, while we were in my Jacuzzi last night, Karl said it was the best sex he's ever had, bar none.
Susan: Actually, I'm glad that you shared that, because here's a tidbit for you. Karl said he's still in love with me.