Elaine: No, no, no no, listen to me. I work in fashion. Together, we can drive Putumayo outta business and make Cinco de Mayo numero uno... de Mayo.
Gladys: [walks to the counter] Do you need some help with something?
Elaine: You? What are you doing here?
Gladys: I own this store.
Elaine: No, you don't. You own Putumayo. Unless you own both stores. [chuckles nervously]
Gladys: I'm Gladys Mayo.
Elaine: Ah, this really sticks in my craw.