Dina: Oh, God, you've gotta be kidding me. Okay, don't look over now. I'm gonna need you to look over, but don't be obvious about it, okay? Don't look now. Look back at me. All right, okay. Ready? Look now. Wait, not now!
Amy: Dina, what are you talking about?
Dina: Okay, you know Colleen from the Bel-Ridge store? The one who sucks and is like if Satan and a turd had a baby? She just walked in.
Amy: Mm-hmm, yeah. Um... But your little rivalry thing is just kind of fun and friendly competition, right?
Dina: No, Amy. I hate her with the fire of a thousand suns. Frankly, I'd like her dead.