[standing outside the dressing room door]

Don't you feel that you should be out there with your Bees, making sure they're in uniform, things like that?

[inside, as Mrs. Zamboni]

Don't you think you should be out there with YOUR girls, dear? Maybe if you spent more time encouraging them and less time obsessing about us, uh, we won't be handing you your bottoms on a silver platter in this little cookie race, now would we?

You will be sorry you said that, Mrs. Zamboni.

Just keepin' it real, dog, as the kids say.