Johnny: The issue is the brown sludge in my bed. We're selling the place!
David: It's 6:00 am!
Johnny: What's the name of that mouthy kid at the front desk?
David: I don't know. I'm trying very hard not to connect with people right now.
Johnny: The mouth. The mouth. The girl.
David: You might want to rethink the nightgown first. There's an Ebenezer Scrooge thing happening right now.
Alexis: Oh, my God, that's who I was thinking of.
Johnny: You know what?! I'll do it myself.
David: My best to Bob Cratchit.