Rosa: Debbie. Trunk. Now.
Jake: Sorry, it's a little tight in there.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Oh, I'm not picky. I don't need light or oxygen. I'm kind of like a low-maintenance plant. Ooh, like a succulent.
Jake: That's great, Debbie. But the trunk is closing on its own, it's definitely not me slamming it.