Philip: Now, it's not every day that my little baby gets a job.
Carlton: So, what will you be doing?
Hilary: Okay, try to guess. A limo will pick me up and take me home. I'll make lots of money, and I'll only have to work an hour a day.
Carlton: Oh, my God! She's gonna be a hooker!
Hilary: No, you idiot. I'm gonna be a weather girl.