Janitor: Well, well. Look who's crawling coming back, through the desert of shame to the oasis of hope. Begging for just one sip of cool Janitor forgiveness. Well, the answer is no.
Elliot: Please, Janitor.
Janitor: Alright, I'm in. Dug on it. I cannot resist that adorable mug of yours! I'd have to throw a cup of acid to keep it from having power over me.