It's just before supper. Jane is sick and grumpy. Alice is sick and grumpy. Henry is feeling great and announcing it at the top of his lungs. Erin, despite her grace, beauty and sexiness, looks demolished.
Erin: I was doing fine until about three o'clock. Then the exhaustion hit me, like - wham!
Me: Like, Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go?
Erin: Not even a little bit.