Amy: I see you took the initiative to make my favorite meal.
Cheyenne: Um...
Amy: Oh, mushrooms.
Justine: Wait, aren't you allergic to mushrooms?
Mateo: You are?
Amy: No. No. I love them. [whispers] Can you go get my EpiPen?

Amy: When you're done typing up the memo, print it out, and then run it back here to me.
Marcus: Done.
Sayid: Yes.
Amy: What the hell? You said you typed 100 words a minute.
Mateo: I liked, okay? Everyone says that.

Amy: I can't give you this position.
Marcus: What? I crushed the interview.
Amy: Yeah, no, I know. Part of me was like, what are you, taking the Limitless pill?
Marcus: [scoffs] Amy, no one saw that movie.
Amy: Yeah, but you know the premise, so the joke is good, it works.

Amy: Okay, so it looks like everyone agrees that Paul Rudd is the celebrity with the cutest butt. So no more fighting about this, okay, guys?
Dina: So I guess we're all just pretending that Dennis Leary doesn't exist. That's fine.

Jonah: Oh, I'm actually... I'm not here tomorrow.
Amy: Oh, yes, um... I forgot to take you off the schedule. Sorry, um... Uh, Sayid, um, you're gonna have to come in a little early tomorrow to help out.
Sayid: I have to come in early because Jonah doesn't feel like working?
Justine: Yeah, and you wouldn't give me the day off to Skype with my boyfriend. The time difference with Ghana is so tricky. We haven't even gotten a chance to talk yet.

Mateo: Okay. Here's the plan. Myrtle has passed. Rest in peace. Miss her like cray, but now I can quit the vision center and be your new assistant.
Amy: Mateo, you know it's not as simple as that.
Mateo: I can't work for Dan anymore. Every night, he calls me from the McDonald's drive-thru begging me to talk him out of it. And I try, but he goes through. And then it's just ten minutes of him sobbing and eating and I have to forgive him every night.

Dina: What the hell is all this?
Sandra: Um, it's the display for the new Zephra products.
Dina: Yeah, it's also a shoplifter's paradise. Nothing's locked down. This phone, swipe. This tablet, swipe. This... I don't know what that is.
Sandra: It's a digital picture frame. It has Wi-Fi, so you can upload right from your phone.
Dina: Really? Cool. Anyway, swipe. Look, this is the most expensive merch in the store. I can't have Zephra thinking I'm running a buffet for thieves.
Sandra: Right, but, um... It's actually Glenn's idea and he's Floor Supervisor now, so maybe I should ask him.
Dina: The only thing you need to ask Glenn is how a man manages to make it to 60 without hitting puberty. This is my domain, and I say take it down.
Sandra: Did you also want me to ask about the puberty?

Cheyenne: I can cover your shift, um, if you can do me a huge favor.
Jonah: Uh, yeah, sure. Maybe. What is it?
Cheyenne: Okay, if the cops call you, just say that you were with Bo all night last Thursday. Just if they call. There's, like, an 80% chance.
Jonah: That's high. That's a high chance.

Cheyenne: [phone rings] He wasn't at the ravine. He wasn't at the ravine. He wasn't... He wasn't at the ravine. Okay. [answers phone] Hi, cops.

Amy: All right, let's continue with hypothetical scenarios. Uh, Mateo, if I were to ask you to file a 1038(b) form, that would require you to...
Mateo: Fax a copy of the incident report along with the updated employee information. Boom.
Amy: Uh, yeah. Okay, uh, good.
Marcus: Hold up, you're forgetting that you have to give Linda in legal a heads up 'cause you need a 1022(c). I've had to deal with a lot of accidents in the warehouse. Especially before Michael was fired. That guy loved his nail gun. And heroin.
Amy: Well, uh, Marcus, that is all very correct.
Cheyenne: Well, Mateo got the first part of the question right, he just biffed the important part.
Mateo: So glad you're here, Cheyenne.