Oh I love it, when you talk like that

Aunt Pristine Figg:

[On the phone with Lickboot, the day after Robyn's second escape]
Hello, what do want now, Lickboot? [pause to listen] Aunt Pristine Figg:
No more money? Lickboot:
[Talking at work office]
Without proof, that Robyn's being well cared for, we can't touch another penny of her father's money. Aunt Pristine Figg:
Don't talk foolishness Lickboot. Can't you... do something... [evil snicker] Aunt Pristine Figg:
Devious? I sure if you put you mind to it, you can be really, sleazy. Lickboot:
Why thank you, Pristine. But suppose we get her back, and the little brat tell Daddy Starling, why she ran away. Aunt Pristine Figg:
Who's gonna believe, an over emotional, whining distraught little girl? Or me, her warm loving, concern nanny? Now do something, I mean lie, cheat, steal, corrupt a government! Do anything to get that money! You nervy nitwit. Lickboot:
Oh well, That's easy, a reward. Aunt Pristine Figg:
A reward? Lickboot:
Yes, people will do anything for money. Aunt Pristine Figg:
Oh, don't I know. So? Lickboot:
So, we offer a reward for her. Someone will turn her in. Big reward. Say one million dollars. Aunt Pristine Figg:
But, we don't have a million dollars! Lickboot:
I know, that's why it's so sleazy. Aunt Pristine Figg:
Huh? Oh. [gasp, snickering] Aunt Pristine Figg:
Oh I love it, when you talk like that