Jackie, on a quick stroll: "Eleanor, I've been nauseous and sweating for a week now because I am in detox."
Eleanor, honestly overjoyed, embracing Jackie Peyton, who allows it: "What a relevant fact you could have shared at any time! That's brilliant."
Jackie: "So I go off pills, and immediately my daughter goes on them plus Akalitus bans me from administering any meds plus my husband is basically just moonlighting at this point. So how come I'm off drugs at all? Everything is gross."
Eleanor: "Or is it just a sign that you're pretty fantastic and the strongest person in the universe?"
Eleanor: "Okay, you like trainwrecks and you just told me a very scary true fact and like ten secrets, so how about this one? Went into Coop's office, told him I was wrecked he was getting married, crushed he'd never asked me out, I wasn't even really kidding for a second, and then I kissed him and wished him the best and then the feeling passed."
Jackie, loving it: "That is impressively fucked up."
Eleanor: "I knew you'd enjoy this story."
Jackie: "But if the feeling had not passed you realize I would dump you right here?"
Eleanor: "For real? Coop is the uncrossable line? Coop who is barely even a person? That's where the ship goes down?"
Jackie: "It's Coop."
Eddie: "Jackie, here's Grace's meds. Sorry everything's so weird right now."
Eleanor, grabbing a look: "It's a small number of pills in an incredibly low dose. With her tolerance, she couldn't get high even if she wanted to."
Everybody: Feels weird about being on this sort of medical board made up of the three of them, discussing her functional addiction like it's a real thing and not the lie their entire lives are based around; sweet and sour. Sad faces. Too much truth. They disperse.
Eleanor enters with the Xanax and hands it off without a word. Jackie stares at the pills and thinks about how she can't even properly use them anyway so it's like life is actually real. Kelly comes in and joins her, and Jackie looks at him the eyes like they're both people.
Jackie: "Would you cover for me? I'd like to slip out early, have dinner with my kids."
Kelly: "Sure. If it makes life easier, yeah."
It's the only thing he could have said, at the only time he possibly could have said it, to make her drop the attitude with him. As much as knowing how many words it takes, also important is knowing to stay on your side of the line, say as little as possible. The respect of not caring, sometimes.