Glenn: [sings] On the ninth day of business My employees said [knock on door]
Jonah: Glenn? Oh, uh, sorry, I can come back.
Glenn: No, no, what is it?
Jonah: I just wanted to come see if I could take you to lunch to discuss, um, my... my salary.
Glenn: That sounds great. We'll all go.
Jonah: All of us?
Mateo: But what about the learning?
Glenn: This will be a teachable moment. The best negotiations always happen over a meal. Write that down. Come on!
Mateo: But we wanna learn about your filing system. Glenn?

Justine: I love ice pops. [moans suggestively]
Amy: Justine, what are you doing?
Justine: Sex sells, Amy. Mmm, I can't wait to put this in my mouth. [moaning]
Amy: [quietly] Okay, stop!
Justine: Oh, sensitive teeth. [spits out]

Glenn: Come on, Donovan, like, we we know each other. We've worked together for years. [Donovan sighs] Like, I know that you tore your meniscus playing handball, remember? And you've got a bulldog named Velvet.
Delivery Guy: There's nothing I can do.
Glenn: I also know about the waitress.
Delivery Guy: The waitress?
Glenn: Yeah. On April 7th, you told me that your wife was going out of town for a month. But then on April 21st, you told me that you'd "pounded a waitress, until her eyes rolled back in her head." I didn't wanna hear about it at the time, but now I'm glad I did.
Delivery Guy: [exhales] I'll take them back.
Glenn: That is wonderful! See, I knew we could come to an understanding, Donovan. Thanks for stopping by.
Delivery Guy: Go [bleep] yourself, Glenn.
Amy: Again, I'm sorry about the typo. I didn't know it would get so dark.

Jonah: I mean, I went to business school. It was only a year, but you know, it's something. And I have a lot of great ideas. Hey, you know what? How 'bout this? The next day that we all have off, let's get together and just brainstorm some business ideas. Maybe we could do some research-
Mateo: I'm gonna cut you off right there. You know we're not actually gonna start a business, right?
Jonah: You're not?
Cheyenne: No, I mean, we always tell ourselves that we're gonna do something, but I think in the back of our heads, we both know we're never actually gonna do it. Right?
Mateo: God, no.
Jonah: Ah. Oh, okay.
Cheyenne: It's like when people talk about starting a band.

Mateo: Oh, my God, we should start a band.
Cheyenne: Yes!
Mateo: You in?
Jonah: I don't play any instruments.
Cheyenne: Again, we're not actually gonna do this.
Jonah: Oh, right yes. So then, yeah, sure.
Mateo: What should our name be?
Jonah: You know, I always thought a good name for a band would be the Hardtime Ramblers.
Mateo: All in favor of voting Jonah out of the band? [Mateo and Cheyenne raise their hands]

Dina: This is what you get for wanting to be a manager. Just a sweaty idiot snoring and farting through his basement.
Jonah: You don't wanna be a manager?
Dina: God, no. Why would I?
Jonah: I just figured since you're an assistant manager, the next logical step would be-
Dina: What's wrong with being an assistant manager?
Jonah: Nothing, nothing. If you're happy, I'm not judging you.
Marcus: It sounds like you're judging her.

Amy: Is everything okay?
Glenn: Oh, yeah. I mean, come on, who'd have thunk it? Yesterday you were just some nobody floor manager, and now here you are ordering ice pops all by yourself.
Amy: It's been a whirlwind.
Glenn: Yeah.

Amy: Obviously, it was a typo. I meant to write 120. And who would need 12,000 boxes of ice pops? We don't have room for that. No, sorry, sir. Can you not bring this in?
Delivery Guy: Sorry, lady, not my problem.
Amy: You cannot hold us to this deal. No, okay, sir, you may not bring this in here. Absolutely not. All right, fine. [with effort] You are not going anywhere. Oh, God. Okay, these shoes have no traction.

Cheyenne: This is way too many ice pops.
Amy: It's fine. It's fine. We just have to sell them as quickly as possible. Now, in the middle of winter.
Garrett: Yeah, it's like when you were playing in the snow as a kid, and your mom would come out with a delicious tray of ice-cold milkshakes.

Cheyenne: Hey, Glenn. I don't know if you heard, but Mateo and I are starting a business.
Mateo: "Chateo."
Glenn: Oh, that's really great.
Mateo: Well, and since you're a businessman, we were wondering if we could sit here with you for the next... couple of hours, and just really learn from you.
Glenn: Really, you want my help?
Cheyenne: Oh, yes.
Mateo: Uh, yes.
Cheyenne: Please.
Mateo: Absolutely.
Glenn: Okay, have a seat.