Sally: All right. What have we got, Tommy?
Tommy: The lady says she stepped out of the laundromat to get a coffee. When she returned, her slipcovers had been removed from the dryer and placed on the folding table. She also claims they were still wet.
Sally: Is this a fact, sir?
Mrs. Dubcek: He moved my stuff.
Sally: I am not talking to you.
Mrs. Dubcek: I'm saying, I went-
Sally: Zip it! Tommy... [clears throat] Why don't you tell our friend here the rules.
Tommy: The rules are: you are not to remove someone else's moist items from the dryer.
Sally: Now, was it moist?
Man: It was damp.
Sally: Don't pee on my shoes and tell me the washer's leaking.

Sally: Now, was it moist?
Man: It was moist, ma'am.
Crowd: Ah.
Sally: What is the matter with these people?
Tommy: Beats me, ma'am.
Sally: You, buster, you better grow up. You owe this woman twenty minutes of drying time.
Mrs. Dubcek: I told you.
Sally: And you, young lady, you better drop that attitude. Here's a little piece of advice, you've heard this before: Colors fade but dumb is forever. Next! [slams fabric conditioner on the table]

Dick: Morning, Mary. Ah, I had a great time last night, didn't you?
Mary: No. Dick, I cannot do that again.
Dick: Oh, you're right. Next time, maybe we should all just stay home and have game night.
Mary: No. No offense, but I cannot spend another evening playing Chutes and Ladders with Sally, Tommy, and Harry.
Dick: What about Kerplunk?
Mary: No, Dick. We need to socialize with other people.
Dick: Right. What about Hungry, Hungry Hippos?