Abby in “Class”

You just can't stand to see me be better than you at anything. I always wondered what it would be like if I was better at something than you. And now I know. You are so gracious. You got the good hair, the glamorous job and the baby on the way, but do I explode in your face with resentment? No, I keep it in. I control it, because I love you! [throws a tantrum, then goes away]