Tynnyffer: Can I just say something? I'm having so much fun right now.
April: Oh, my God, me too. Like, so much fun. Can I just say something, though?
Tynnyffer: Yeah.
April: Okay. You don't want this job. Seriously, this place is the pits. It's like, if you worked here, you'd be like, "Ugh!" And Leslie would be like, "Blah, blah, blah." And you'd be like, "Uh..."
Tynnyffer: Okay, can I say something? Right now, I totally think that you're right, and I had been thinking about going someplace warm while my husband is in jail.
April: Oh, my God! Can I just say something?
Tynnyffer: Yes!
April: Okay. You should totally stay at my house in Miami.
Tynnyffer: What?
April: I'm serious. Come by anytime. Just let yourself in. The gate kind of jams sometimes, but you can just jump it.
Tynnyffer: You are so amazing right now. You're like skinny Mother Theresa.
[aside to camera:]
April: It's Dwayne Wade's house. I got his address off the Internet. I really hope he's there when she walks in and he throws a basketball at her head.