How to Frame a Figg

Mayor Robert Chisholm:
[elevator grinds to a halt] Well, we cheated death again, Max.

Grace:
All right, which one of you wanted the clean menu?

Grace:
Is that all you two ever do - he flaps and you wave?

Ema Letha Kusic:
Uh huh.

Grace:
I hope you're on the pill.

Hollis Alexander Figg:
[looks around the apartment] How do you do all this on your salary?

Glorianna Hastings:
Uh, well, blue-chip stamps.