Sandra: Hey, Dina. Are you... mad at something far way?
Dina: Just thinking about Myrtle. I always meant to tell her how much I admired her work ethic. I mean, she didn't know what she was doing, but, man, could she randomly move things around.
Sandra: Yeah. I miss her, too. We used to go to the same water aerobics class at the gym.
Dina: I don't want to picture your hair wet.
Sandra: We wear swim caps.
Dina: Sandra, please.