Schmidt: Uh, how about you down there, Mayor of the Corner? [pounds table] Nick.
Nick: What?
Schmidt: How does cleaning make you feel?
Nick: Uh, like I... I'm cleaning. Move on to somebody else, please.
Schmidt: [quietly] Read the cards that I gave you. Remember the cards?
Nick: Not now.
Schmidt: [pounds table] Read your cards!
Nick: You want to know what I think about your sponges?! [imitates farting]
Gina: Well, this is clearly rigged. My office. Now, Schmidt.