Bad Janet: What up, idiot? This is the 8:22 express to Bad Place Headquarters. We'd like to begin the boarding process with our first-class fat dinks. And there is no overhead storage, so if you have any bags, why don't you just go ahead and place them up your fat butts?
Michael: Sorry about this, Bad Janet.
Bad Janet: Sorry about what, you fat dink?
[Michael turns Bad Janet into a marble]