Carla: Hey, you know, it's just a made-up holiday anyway. You know, some big fat greeting card tycoon trying to get rich off of dopey cards and candy hearts. Don't be depressed about that.
Rebecca: Yeah, maybe you're right.
Carla: If you're gonna be depressed about anything, it should be the fact that you're only making seven bucks an hour, your skin is starting to flake at the hairline, and you're a year closer to death.
Rebecca: Thank you, Carla.
Carla: But, hey, if it makes you feel any better, Happy Valentine's Day!