"Hah... what?" Joe asked, genuinely startled.
"She says," Dr. Von Hauser, sounding like some disgruntled drama queen, rather than a respected psychiatrist, "that she is jealous of my breasts!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am not!"
"Are too!"
"Am-"
"Are-"
'God,' Joe thought, 'they are just like a couple of teenage girls... That's it!' "I wish that Dr. Von Hauser and Nancy were a couple of teenage girls!"
"Wha-?" the females in question half-turned to Joe, having failed to hear what he had said, but it was too late.
They were regressing.