-I’ve actually been meaning to get a pedometer
for my morning runs. -Wait — you mean when you walk
down the street to get an everything bagel? -It’s at least a quarter-mile. ♪♪ -Uh, Mateo… -What? -You advertise
the cheap jewelry to get the suckers in the door, then you push
the expensive stuff. -The mustache is bad, right? No. Yeah. -Say it a little faster. -Got it. Well-done. I just think that your tastes are a little more along
the lines of my grandmother’s. -Oh, okay!
-Yeah. -Well, I just think that… -Justine, no one went
to your bar crawl because you are unpleasant
to be around. [ All groan ] -Yeah… -Loving this steps comp!
Go, Bel-Ridge! Oh, God. -She’s a real monster, huh? -Yeah. If I had to choose
between Colleen and Sandra, well, I mean,
I’d kill them both. Shut up, Sandra!
God… Can’t wait to have a manager
that’s not… -I don’t have groups of strange
men wandering through my house every night. -It was one man and not since I
installed the deadbolt. [ Gasps ] -Yeah, no one wants to hear
your rambling. -Well, I’m so sorry that I have
an unusually large diaphragm! -That makes two of us!
Up top! -Do you want to see a picture
of my dog? -Mnh-mnh. -He’s very sick,
and he has alopecia. -Oh, shut up!
Shut up, shut up, shut up! Oh!
Oh, he’s so ugly. -[ Crying ] No! -Attention, shoppers. Our Groundhog meet-and-greet
has been canceled. But if you were coming here
to meet a rodent… Not as good as your elves, huh?
-Huh? -You look like Santa Claus? -And you look like a dick. -I’m torn. [ Cash register beeps,
customer sighs ] -[ Mockingly sighing ] -Attention, Cloud 9 shoppers. The store has been closed
for 20 minutes. Many of us would like to leave. So, if you’re still
in the store… -When Amy chews chips, it sounds
like she’s eating a microphone. -Aren’t you just, like,
a customer? -Yeah, I’m Terry.