Cheyenne: Okay, Halloween question. If anyone in our store was chopping off feet...
Mateo: Glenn. Well, it's always the churchy ones who snap first.
Cheyenne: Really? What about Garrett? 'Cause, you know, he's a sneaker guy and you know where people keep their sneakers.
Dina: Glenn? Garrett? Really? Did you see those crime scene photos? That foot was a precision cut. I'm thinking a reciprocating meat saw.
Mateo: Oh, you've given this foot chopper a lot of thought.
Dina: Oh, they're not just cutting off feet. If you ask me, they're dismembering whole bodies. Sure, they're releasing the feet, but there's a trophy room somewhere with heads, hands, and select genitals. [walks off]
Cheyenne: You don't think that, uh... Yeah, no. But do you?
Mateo: What, that Dina's a serial killer? No, no. I mean, that would be insane. [chuckles] Yeah. Oh, but also kinda.
Cheyenne: Right?