Mrs. Allister: Excuse me, what are you doing in there?
Elaine: Uhm, nothing. I was just, um... I wasn't in there.
Mrs. Allister: You were hanging around in there, lazing on the job. When you should have been downstairs in the basement, cleaning out those old carpets and scrap wood.
Elaine: Right, because... I'm the janitor.
Mrs. Allister: Don't get smart with me.
Elaine: Yes, ma'am.