Amy: Um... Uh... You know, if you're still in between jobs, they just promoted me to manager.
Myrtle: Of the Cardinals?
Amy: No, of the store. [Myrtle gasps] And- And they told me that I could hire an assistant, but I don't really need and assistant, so... Why don't I just hire you?
Myrtle: Oh, really? I'll be the best assistant you've ever had.
Amy: No, no, no, you don't you don't have to come in. [whispers] You can just take the money.
Myrtle: I used to work for Mr. Nelson of Pan-American Airlines. I'll be here bright and early every morning with your racing forms and pipe tobacco.
Amy: Great. Yeah, well, welcome aboard.