Joanna Gleason

It does sound appealing.

Every Monday morning, it's like:

Yeah, that didn't work out.

- Rachel, didn't you just light that? - Yeah.

Oh, well, sure. Every Sunday night, I tell myself I'm quitting.

I'm not kidding.

No, no, no. We'll move. You stay there.

Oh, she doesn't come down anymore. You can find her up on 10.

Rachel, we tried to quit. But it was too hard.

And then I take credit for them. I'm kidding. Ha, ha.

So, what do you say we take a break, go outside...

I don't know which one. But I do know I need a cigarette.

That's why we didn't tell you, and we are not gonna drag you down.

And I said, "Yeah, absolutely."

...and figure this out when we come back.

Oh, don't be. That's part of your job here, to give your opinions.