Business Woman: Hi. Is this the lobby?
Natalie: It's right over there.
Business Woman: What's going on here? Is there a loser convention in town?
Natalie: Somebody saw a flying saucer.
Business Woman: A flying saucer?
Adrian Monk: I know.
Business Woman: The image I saw was clearly a class four intergalactic doom freighter. Flying saucer? They're coming for the oxygen. [puts on mask] Have the negotiations started yet?
Natalie: Uh, we haven't heard. I'm gonna call the garage, see if the car's ready.
Adrian Monk: Yeah, dial fast. Dial like the wind.