Michael: What are you doing?
Eleanor: Searching for the tell-tale sign of a Donna Shellstrop scam... a pile of cash hidden somewhere so she can grab it and head out on the run. When the time comes, she will rip this guy off and disappear like Keyser Soze, right after he admitted to groping all those people.
Patricia: Why are you in my room?
Eleanor: Oh, hey, girl. What's up? How old are you? Three?
Patricia: I'm nine.
Eleanor: Cool. I don't know anything about kids. Hey, has Diana ever made you hide, like, a special treasure in any of your toys?
Patricia: No, Diana's very nice to me. She bought me most of these stuffed animals.
Eleanor: [gasps] Oh, wow. Neat. Mind if I give them just a little surgery just to check? [takes the stuffed toy and pulls out a knife]
Michael: Okay, okay, okay, all right, Doc McStuffins, let's get you some fresh air. So sorry.