Jonah: Oh, hey, Myrtle. What are you doing here?
Myrtle: I just finished eating all the jelly beans she asked me to. [chuckles]
Amy: Myrtle is my new assistant.
Jonah: Oh.
Amy: Yes.
Myrtle: What should I do next?
Amy: Um, why don't you take the sales announcements to Garrett?
Myrtle: Oh, Garrett. Is he the- What do they like to be called these days?
Amy: No, no, no, no. Let's not get into that. Just take it over to customer service.
Myrtle: Aye, aye, Captain.

Myrtle: Hey, the white people are going out for wings. You coming?
Jonah: Oh, no thanks. Have fun, though. [to Amy] No idea what that was about.

Arthur: Myrtle, I'm so sorry. It was wrong to harass you, and if you want, I will quit right now.
Amy: No, no, no.
Myrtle: Yes, quit.
Amy: Arthur is a lovely guy. He was just trying to compliment you.
Arthur: That's all it is! I like your sweater, and I think you're pretty.
All: Ohh.
Arthur: And I love how your sweater cleaves tight against your breasts.
Amy: Arthur, no.
Marcus: Gross, dude. She's, like, 100.
Jeff: Okay, this is actually making things worse.

Myrtle: So do you always play the man?
Bo: Uh... yeah. Yeah, most of the time.
Myrtle: Oh, that's... that's wonderful.
Bo: Yeah.

Glenn: Myrtle, you've been with us a long time. And all good things must come to an end. Myrtle, I am trying to talk to you.
Myrtle: Oh, I'm sorry. I... I just like looking at the trucks. I always wanted to drive one of those.