"Three months training the new guy and scaling back you hours bit by bit.  Finally, we're phasing you out of here. Yet you're still here.  You know you're only getting in the way here, right? Often Literally." 

"Katie. Let me put your mind at ease. I have not seen a white-haired homeless lady hanging around. But rest assured, I will keep my eyes open for a white-haired homeless lady hanging around next time I'm patrolling the area for undesirables." 

"Me...In charge? Well, huh... maybe when you get your own restaurant going...or when you stop living here. Or, like... if you died. Or... in Buddhism, there's a measure of time called Kalpa, it's like sixteen million years... "