I freakin' love it when blonde ghost-sluts visit. And they always do, don't they?
Vivian: "I have no interest in college. Let's simply sunbathe forever."
Joanna: "I am here purely for your benefit and to relax. My tan is not something I am concerned about. But having said that, you most certainly are going to college with me."
Vivian: "I will go to Spain, and marry a soccer player who lets me do whatever I want. Like a gay one, maybe. They call it futbol, Joanna."
Joanna: "First of all, you are failing Spanish..."
Vivian: "Uh, you're not. You're getting an A, and of course you are coming with."
"You're my best friend. Do you think I would leave you here all alone?"
LATER, AFTER SHE CHILLS OUT
Joanna: "Okay, thanks for the news. But still why are you here."
Will: "The FBI thinks it's murder. The Bowerses are worth $10B and they have been acting super crazy lately."
Joanna: "You think it's somebody in the family? That hardly narrows it down, those people are insane to start with."
Will: "Edward, the Tate Donovan one, recently tried to get her tossed out of the will. And also he was seen fighting with her recently..."
Joanna: "Are you trying to leverage my relationship with them? Because my mother worked for them, that's it. I thought it was more, until a very tough evening that I will flash back to later, and then I just cut my losses and moved on."
Will: "But you grew up there, they trust you, you're like family, as they say..."
Joanna: "Yeah, as 'they' say when they mean you are not actually family, this is just a patronizing simile."
Will: "Whatever, 'they' suck. We both know that. So you go to the funeral wearing a wire..."
Will: "Funeral, you give Robert Bowers a sob story and see if he asks you to dinner. Edward's staying there now, he's separated from his wife, the whole family is..."
Joanna: "Um, I'm a cop. It's fishy from the get-go."