I didn't do or say anything when NeNe turned up late to Bar One. I would rather NeNe come late and show us love than be on time and hate. Who cares? Everybody is always late. What was I supposed to do? Jump on her like a spider monkey and beat the crap out of her? Oh, maybe I should have poured water on her shoulder. That would have taught her a lesson.
NeNe only gave us five minutes because that's all we can afford. We can't afford NeNe for more than five minutes, but we can afford to open two businesses at the same time. Hmm... Maybe if Peter and I save up enough money, we can also afford to put skating rinks in Bar One and The Bailey Agency.