Helen: Well, I didn't slam the door on it, but I'm taking a break. I miss talking to you. I consider you a friend.
Helen: I really don't know how to say this. Um...
Lilly: Look, he asked me. And--and nothing happened. In fact, I walked out on him because he's still hung up on his ex.
Helen: What are you talking about?
Lilly: What are you?
[together] Lilly: I went out with Kevin.
Helen: I'm worried about Will and his boss. What?
Lilly: Are you kidding?
Helen: Wait. You definitely first.
Lilly: He asked me out, we had dinner, but he's still in love with some other girl, so he was rude. It's--it's a non-issue. But Will's having an affair with his boss?
Helen: No. I don't know. I--Maybe I'm imagining things. I--He was rude?
Lilly: Oh, your story definitely trumps mine.
Helen: Well, I--I'm jumping to conclusions, but there is something going on. Um, I met her, and I just had this feeling that she was--
Lilly: Heh heh. Evil?
Helen: No, I--I don't really use that word.
Lilly: Well, you might want to think about starting. Because it's out there.
Helen: Well, evil's all ugly and fire-breathing. She isn't that way.
Lilly: Are you kidding? Evil is charming and beautiful. It makes you doubt yourself. It asks for one small compromise after another until it whittles you down. And it functions best when no one believes in it.
Helen: So, how am I supposed to fight her?
Lilly: Talk to Will.
Helen: I can't do that. He thinks she's great and that I'm just being paranoid, which is probably true.
Lilly: Really? Yeah. No, I'm sure you are not intuitive. You know, you are just a woman and an artist.
--Joan of Arcadia, "Romancing the Joan"