Mr. Lippman: So, what is this guy again?
Elaine: They call him a Cleaner. He makes problems go away.
[A fancy car speeds down the road and parks badly by the side of the curb. Newman steps out, wearing sunglasses. He enters the store.]
Newman: Hello, Elaine.
Elaine: Where'd you get the car?
Newman: It's a rental. Where are they?
Elaine: In the back.
Newman: All right, I'm going to need a clean eight-ounce glass.
Mr. Lippman: What is going on here?
Newman: If I'm curt, then I apologize. But as I understand it, we have a situation here and time is of the essence.