[s3e2] Remember When Jade Broke A Nail? -

"It’s a fracture ," Jade corrected. "I was trying to open a prop locker that some idiot—probably Robbie—glued shut for his 'performance art.' It caught the edge. I felt the snap in my soul."

"The world is jagged," Jade began, her voice dropping an octave. "And now, so am I." "She's actually doing it," Tori whispered, impressed. [S3E2] Remember When Jade Broke a Nail?

"It’s a millimeter of keratin, Jade. It'll grow back," André said, tuning his guitar with a nervous eye on her. "It’s a fracture ," Jade corrected

"A millimeter?" Jade’s head snapped up, her eyes narrowing. "This was the nail I used to point at people I didn't like. It had authority . Now? Now I just look like I’m indecisive." "And now, so am I

Tori walked in, holding a script and a latte. "Hey guys, are we ready to—" She stopped, noticing the funeral-parade vibe. "What happened? Did Sikowitz get stuck in the vents again?"

"Oh, it's worse than that," Rex chimed in. "She's one hangnail away from a total psychological collapse. Not that she wasn't already halfway there."

Sikowitz froze, his eyes widening. "A broken nail? On the eve of our 'Physicality in Menace' workshop? This is perfect! Jade, use the phantom pain! Act as if you've lost a limb! Tori, play the indifferent wind! André, give me some 'Tragedy at the Manicurist' on the keys!"