Younger Gal has just used mouthwash for the first time. She is pacing around the house, essentially saying, "oh the pain, oh the pain." This mouthwash is very pungent, by the by; she's leaving a trail of ListerineScent in the air. Younger Gal stops, and with pleading eyes, silently appeals to her mother for relief.
Jill: "Go to bed. You can't feel pain when you're asleep, sweetie."