Shawn: "Mildred, Where are Youing and Likning now?" 

Mildred: "Where I'm suppose to be: catching a charted flight back to Washington. I'm late!" 

Shawn: " 'S not a problem. We'll give you a ride. We happen to be headed that way." 

Mildred: "Ah that's great!" 

Gus: "Mildred here. Say this." 

Mildred: "Shotgun." 

Gus: "Tough luck buddy."