Jacob: Whoa. What's happening to music class?
Melissa: Well, the school pays for the music class out of discretionary funds. And since Ava lost her dirt on Superintendent Collins when he married the goomah, there's no way he's gonna fork over the cash like he has for the last three years.
Barbara: No more of the glitz and glam you lot have become used to.
Melissa: It's gonna go right back to the lean years.
Barbara: Mm-hmm.
[The refrigerator handle comes off in Gregory's hand]
Gregory: Then what are these?