London: Maddie, why don't you come work for me?
Maddie: Sorry London, I already have a job.
Mr. Moseby: Which you're not doing right now.
London: I'll pay you double!
Maddie: And now I have a new job! Mr. Moseby, I'm sorry. I'm moving onto bigger and better things. I bet you're regretting giving me that raise now!
Mr. Moseby: (sarcastically) Oh no! Where will I find another teenager looking for a job at a five star hotel!? I know! I'll just yell out the door.