[Ava pulls money out of her bra and tries to hand it to Barbara]
Ava: It's barely wet. What you, the CDC?
Barbara: I will expect some non-brassiere money from you by tomorrow, because, Ava?
Ava: Huh?
Barbara: You do not want to owe me money. Hmm. [walks away]
[As Barbara walks out, Mr. Johnson walks into Ava's office and holds his hand out]
Ava: Oh, damn. [hnds him money]
Mr. Johnson: [sniffs] Mm.
Ava: [to camera] What?