Carol: So it's come to this. Everyone else refused to work with me so I guess the floor supervisor has to do it.
Cheyenne: Uh, yeah, that.
Carol: Okay, top shelf. Whoops. Almost forgot my safety belt.
Cheyenne: Hmm, right. Would've sucked if you forgot.
Carol: Ugh, you know, they don't pay us enough to deal with this crap. Well, me. I guess you're making more now.
Cheyenne: Nah, I actually haven't gotten my pay raise yet. Dina said something about my paperwork still processing. I guess it has something to do with the economy being so bad or good or whatever.
Carol: No, friend, you're getting screwed. This is classic Corporate. We do all the work and they're the ones getting rich up in their fancy Zephra campus with their free sushi and daycare and covered parking.
Cheyenne: [scoffs] What? They get free daycare? Sometimes I have to leave Harmonica zipped up in our trampoline with snacks.
Carol: That's why I'm suing. I'm tired of waiting for their crumbs to hit the floor. I am taking a seat at the table, and I'm gonna lick everybody's bread.
Cheyenne: That is so gross and cool.
Carol: Thanks. You know, I'm gonna win this lawsuit for all of us, and if I lose, I'll burn down that Zephra daycare for you.
Cheyenne: Oh, my God. All I can say is wow, and, um, please don't do that.