Mia: "Anyway, it sucks that our sister is dead, but..."
Julian: "What? I couldn't hear you over my sudden boner. Joanna must have walked in."
Mia: "Who's Joanna? Dammit, everything happened before I did."
Joanna: "Sorry about Vivian. I have been flashbacking all the way down this hallway."
Julian: "Whatever. I'm just horny to see you!"
Joanna: "Me too! I just flashbacked how you were my first kiss. Anyway, I just flew across the country for this funeral, and also due to my many poor-people problems."
Julian: "That is super interesting, but let's stick in a pin in it so Dad can give his eulogy."
"I want to share something with you about my daughter Vivian. Until the age of eight, that sweet little girl never, ever, ever, ever, ever slept at all. I know you don't believe me, but I swear it's true. Now, I think it's because she didn't want to miss anything. She always wanted one more book, one more story..."
Robert recites from memory a few couplets from a book she loved when she was a kid -- basically it's Love You Forever, but nobody can even talk about that book without crying anyway, so it's a fictional analogue -- and then heads into the big finish:
"I was so sick of that story! She was always like that, she wanted one more of everything. One more run down the ski slope. One more minute in the museum. One more friend over. Later that same appetite that made her so much fun to be around ended up being what took her from us... But today I remember the girl who wanted to take in as much life as she could..."
Very dramatic. Meanwhile, everybody is staring at everybody else. Mia comes in and Sofia stares at her. Edward is lurking in the back of the room staring -- and possibly having a specific clue-related thought at the mention of skiing or museums -- while Julian goes back and forth between feeling awkward with Joanna and staring at Mia, who finally just breaks down crying.
Against the wall, with Sofia and presumably other relations who don't warrant a seat, stand Edward's ex and their two daughters. Julian goes to Mia while Joanna sticks around staring at everybody and wondering whether Edward is crying because of his dead sister or because he feels conflicted about beating her up and giving her an overdose.
Vivian: "Funerals are the worst!"
Joanna: "I know but let's go to the funeral. Because your mom is dead."
Vivian: "Hang on, I have to eat all of my dead mother's Xanax."
Joanna: "Oh boy."