Leslie Knope: All right, Tom! This is Seabiscuit.
Woman: Sierra.
Leslie Knope: Sierra. Sorry. It's loud in here. And I gave her money to writhe around on your parts.
Tom: Leslie, I don't want to do that.
Leslie Knope: Well, I already paid her. Can I get my money back?
Woman: No.
Leslie Knope: Okay, so let her do her writhing.
Tom: All right.
Leslie Knope: I just gotta say, Sierra. I really don't get why this cheers men up, because it's very insincere and it's very fleeting. But go crazy, okay? Give my friend here the works. Really grind the sorrow out of him.
Woman: You got it.
Leslie Knope: And then, afterwards, maybe reconsider your profession, but for now, grind away.