Long ago, my best friend gave me her recipe for what her family calls Jezebel Sauce ... a cranberry sauce with horseradish and mustard. That shit is GOOD. I make metric tons of it and eat it on everything. I make everyone else eat it. I have converted hordes to the cult of Jezebel Sauce. When cranberry season is over,…

Honestly, he's probably dead. Just sayin'.

Tapatio FTW.

OH, SNAP.

I know the Butts! They're great people, and I'm so glad Tom is the new mayor.

I'm not glam either. I'm SuperNerd, with my pink hair and my purple frock coat and my top hat, but I love it!

I can't wait to see this! I feel like all my sartorial choices will be validated, as will having pink hair at the age of 43. Feel free to stare, folks! I'm having a blast.

This dress is so similar to one I've been lusting over ... no, don't ask me where I'd wear it. I have no answer. I'm thinking the grocery store. Or possibly the movies.

thank you. I couldn't find exact numbers. It's a bastard system.

exactly. I have rage!

What do you want to bet that this guy is earning more for one lecture than an adjunct professor earns in a year?

I'm a mezzo too!! Pick me, pick me!

PERFECT!

It looks ... moldy.

It's a peplum! It's a train! IT'S BOTH! I eagerly await the birth of the superhero who will rescue us from mullet dresses, in all their incarnations.

... I would watch that.

Do what?

Here, "camping" also refers to people who claim a table they aren't entitled to. You know, in really busy lunch spots where the rule is "order, then sit?" Campers are those people who think they're special, they rules don't apply to them, and they can stake out that prime 4-top for themselves even when there are 20…

I had to look up Jennifer Connelly after rewatching this scene, to see if she ever said anything about it, and lo and behold! She loved it too:

*psst* There's some funny goings-on in that second paragraph. Just FYI.