It's fun to judge.

Madison: I know you’re not used to this, but maybe you should just try to keep it chill and see what happens. Alexa: Great advice. Impossible to follow, but great advice.

Alexa: You know, you shouldn't tweet your location to someone who wants to kill you, Madison. Madison: So you DO follow me.

Madison: I need a company card. Kieran: A card or a car? Madison: Card. Kieran: No. Madison: Car! Kieran: Also no.

Alexa: Tell Dawn you're my associate. Madison: Wait... did you just promote me? Alexa: Maybe. Madison: Does it come with a raise? Alexa: No. Get to work. Madison: Whatever you say, associate. Alexa: I'm instantly regretting this.

Alexa: Tell me who has me for Secret Santa. Madison: No, that takes all of the fun out of it! Alexa: *glares* Madison: It’s Reuben. He got you a scarf. I’ll make him return it. Alexa: Yes, you will.

Harry, on the phone: Hello? Alexa: It's Alexa. Harry: What did she do this time? Alexa: No, it's me, Alexa. It's actually me. Harry: What did you do this time?

Kieran: How long have you been sleeping with Harry? Alexa: That’s disgusting. And wrong. I don’t even get- Why would- I- I’ve never had sex with anyone, anywhere. It’s none of your- You have- the nerve, the audacity- Harry is my colleague, technically. And he is terrible, face-wise. And how- how- do I know, frankly, that you’re not sleeping with him? Maybe you are. Maybe you’re trying to throw me off? Hmm? Check and mate.

Madison: Could you not Alexa this up more than you already have? Alexa: Hang on, did you just use my name as a verb?

Alexa: Your existence is confusing. Madison: How so? Alexa: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me.