Gloria: So, Mr. Boss, how did I do at the open house?
Phil: Uh, honestly? Your vibe was kinda tense and the staging was so-so. This is big time, Gloria. You're not a homemaker anymore. I need you baking cookies, fluffing pillows, being bright and cheery for our guests. Son of a preacher man! Someone stole our sign again! What kind of sick mind messes with a man's livelihood?