Haley: It's locked.
Rhonda: Mr. Voorhees was a little too excited to hear that the cart girl was tagging along. I'm sorry, but I can't risk being upstaged by a hot-to-trot thirty-year-old.
Haley: [chuckles] Kind of rounded up there. Um... so, I'm just out as your assistant, like that?
Rhonda: It's harder on me than it looks. I feel really... [uses her fingers to pull a frown]