Karen: Honey, you know, whenever I get stressed out, I always like to...
Grace: (Pause) You always like to what?
Karen: Gosh, I don't think I've ever been stressed out. I mean, why would I be? I got practically no responsibilities, my job's a breeze, and I got a killer rack! Good morning! Ha ha ha ha! Oh... Whoo!
Grace: Aww... You know, when you just said that?
Grace: You got the cutest little wrinkles right there. (Pointing to Karen's face)
Karen: What?! Where?! (Looks in mirror)
Grace: You feel that? That's stress.