J.D.: Hey, I'm glad I found you. Uh, I need your approval to cut down some lollipop trees outside the Sea-Monkey Hut.
Denise: What are you talking about?
J.D.: These decisions have to go through you because you're the mayor of Crazy Town.
Denise: Okay, I really don't need this right now.
J.D.: Okay, fine, but you're supposed to be working, so would you mind checking the patient in bed six for dementia?
Denise: This is bed six.
Janitor: I know. I think you're crazy. It was a twofer. Pa-pow!
Denise: You're aware I could kick your ass, right?
J.D.: I'm sure I'd get in some slaps.