Blitzo: Alright. Now, I know business has been... a bit slow lately, yes. It's no one's fault, okay? I'm not naming any names here... (looks at Maxine) Maxine.
[Maxine gives him an incredulous look in response.]
Blitzo: Now, does anyone have... any bright ideas on how we can get business drummin' up again?
Raphael: we could get some bigger clients.
Blitzo: we don't know any bigger clients.
Millie: (eyes sparkling) What about a car wash?
Blitzo: This is Hell, Millie. No one cares about cars being clean here, okay?
Raphael: (whispers) good idea Millie
Millie: (whispers) thanks Raphael (she then blows him a kiss.)
Blitzo: (thinks for a second) Wh- Ooh! What about a billboard?
[He waves his hands with an enthusiastic flair as sparkles fly out.]
Maxine: (rolls eyes) We can't afford a billboard, sir.
Raphael: yeah you just said we're in the red for cash. So how can we afford a billboard?
Blitzo: Raphael hush!
Blitzo: (wraps his arm over Maxine's shoulder) Helpful, Maxine. Really glad you're in the room right now. (pushes Maxine away) Have you guys forgotten what service we provide?
[Blitzo turns on a TV that shows the I.M.P. crew brutally murdering people from the overworld as they are paid to do. Blitzo whacks a man in the face with a mallet, Maxine is blown away firing a shotgun through the mouth of a man tied to a chair, you melt a guy's head off with your mana vision, Loona swings a man back and forth in her mouth, and Millie decapitates someone with a harpoon and laughs. Then, it zooms out to everyone watching the TV, with you, Loona, Millie, and Blitzo eating popcorn.]
Blitzo: Ahh, those were the good times.
Maxine: I don't need any reminding, sir. Considering you blew most of our salaries on an obnoxious TV ad last week. One that you then additionally paid to have run for a full three hours on a channel... nobody watches.
Raphael: that's the reason we're broke really?
Maxine: yes and that's only on the top of reasons.
Blitzo: Uh, hey. Excuse me? What's "obnoxious" about a super-fun jingle, alright? It's a fun distraction when an advertisement's spittin' bullshit!
Millie: People love musicals, sir.
Raphael: define the type of musicals. Some people just sleep through those musicals. Like the opera.
Blitzo: Raphael I thought I said hush and exactly, Millie! And we're basically doin' a musical. (does jazz hands) Are you gonna crush my musical theatre dreams like my dad did?
Maxine: Sir--
Blitzo: 'Cause, right now? All I see is just my dad's asshole talking to me! Crushing my dreams of being who I truly am inside.
Millie: Are you tryin' to crush his dreams, Maxine?
Maxine: I-- What?
Millie: Raphael would never do that. Would you Raphael? (Bats her eyes at him.)
Raphael: depends if it's stupid or not.
Blitzo: millie can you stop eye fucking raphael?
millie: no
He turns to maxine
