Will: So, hey, Hil, what you think? You did a pretty good show today, huh?
Hilary: Three words: Stink. Stank. Stunk. It was the worst show we have ever done. We need better guests.
Will: Wait, wait. Don't be getting all mad at me. I'm just the assistant talent coordinator. If I had some more responsibility, maybe we'd have some better guests.
Hilary: Okay, then get me someone great for tomorrow's show.
Will: And if it were my responsibility, then I'd do it.
Hilary: Okay, I'm telling you to do it.
Will: All right, and if I thought you meant it, then I'd get it done.
Keesha: That's right, my baby can definitely get it done.
Will: Don't make me turn the hose on you, a'ight?