Janitor: I'm gonna be writing all the editorials, okay? On issues like union strife, insurance scams, baby wolf men. What I need is an investigative reporter, yeah? Somebody who is bland enough and insignificant enough that he'd be listening in on a private conversation, get the secrets, but no one would even notice he was there.
Ted: I'll do it.
Janitor: You been sitting there this whole time?
Ted: No. First I was in your chair and you sat on my lap, remember? I said, "Excuse me." And you said, "Get up and sit over there," and I did. Right? And... Hey, Janitor.
Janitor: Oh, hey, Ted.