You know what? Screw you. You can be as mean to me as you like, but the rest of the crew? No way. That's not fair. We can do plenty - you're just too stupid to realise that.

*She's pretty mad by now, so the point where she feels like she could hit him. But she won't, though her hand does ball into a fist. Instead, it grabs the rota back out of her pocket and she thrusts it hard towards his chest*

Here. You're back on your rota. I'm not having you thinking you're better than anyone else. Even if you do wanna do more cleaning.