BRETT: So this is little Chase, he's really cute, Eliza.
ELIZA: He's a little sleepy right now, I better put him down for a nap....
ELIZA: (singing) My Chase-y is brilliant, my Chase-y is pure, I see an angel, of that I'm sure...
BRETT: AUGH!
BRETT: AUGH!
ELIZA: BRETT! JESUS!
BRETT: Eliza, I... have this... THING about that song...
ELIZA: You... you just threw my baby into the breakfast nook.
