Jayma Mays credited as playing...
Cynthia
- [after the bomb incident at Lux Atlantic]
- Marianne Taylor: Lisa! Do you have any idea what we've been through? First, there was no reservation.
- [smiles forcedly at Cynthia]
- Marianne Taylor: Then, our ceiling exploded. I got chunks of plaster all over me. I could get asthma.
- Lisa Reisert: I'm so sorry, Mrs. Taylor. Is there anything we can do to make it up to you?
- Marianne Taylor: Yes. Start by cleaning house. Get rid of her. She is completely useless.
- Bob Taylor: Absolutely. And cheeky, too.
- Lisa Reisert: I see. Well...
- [she looks over at Cynthia, then to the Taylors]
- Lisa Reisert: Here's what you can do. You can fill out a comment card at our front desk.
- Marianne Taylor: A comment card?
- [indignantly to Bob]
- Marianne Taylor: She asked us to fill out a comment card.
- Bob Taylor: You want us to fill out a comment card?
- Lisa Reisert: Yes, I do. And after you've finished, you can go ahead and just shove it up your ass.
- [both Taylors are struck dumb by this sentence]
- Cynthia: Yeah.
- [as she walks away with Lisa, arm in arm]
- Cynthia: You are so my hero.
- Lisa Reisert: Let's open the bar.
- Cynthia: Champagne?
- Lisa Reisert: Oh, anything but a bay breeze.
- [last lines]
- Lisa Reisert: Let's open the bar.
- Cynthia: Champagne?
- Lisa Reisert: Oh, anything but a bay breeze.
- Cynthia: Okay.
- Cynthia: [Front Desk phone rings] Got it. Lux Atlantic Resort. This is Cynth...
- Lisa Reisert: Cynthia, put me through to Keefe's room!
- Cynthia: Lisa, what's going on?
- Lisa Reisert: Cynthia, you have got to get Keefe out of that room.
- Cynthia: You already changed him.
- Lisa Reisert: No, Cynthia. It's got nothing to... Look, I think something gonna happen. You... Listen, pull the fire alarm!
- Cynthia: [Confused] What the hell are...?
- Lisa Reisert: [yells] Evacuate the hotel! Get everyone out! You have got to go up there now and physically tell them! Tell them that Keefe is a target!
- Lisa Reisert: [Screams] Cynthia, Keefe is a target! Somebody's gonna kill him!
- Cynthia: [Frightened] Oh, shit! Shit, shit!
- Lisa Reisert: Cynthia.
- [They hug]
- Lisa Reisert: Are you okay?
- Cynthia: Yeah, yeah...
- Lisa Reisert: Yeah.
- Cynthia: Yeah, I mean... I think we had a really good night, all things considered. Just - that one incident, really.
- Lisa Reisert: I need you to do something for me.
- Cynthia: Are you sure you're okay?
- Lisa Reisert: Cynthia, please don't ask me again if I'm okay.
- [line goes dead]
- Lisa Reisert: Something's come up. We need to change Keefe's room. Can you pull up the file?
- [plane shakes]
- Lisa Reisert: Were going to move him to room 4080, and then I need you to...
- Jackson Rippner: [grabs phone] Hello? Cynthia?
- Cynthia: God they totally threw me. They were *such* assholes.
- Lisa Reisert: Cynthia, there are no guests who are assholes. Only guests with special needs.
- [first lines]
- Marianne Taylor: Taylor. Bob and Marianne Taylor.
- Cynthia: Just bear with me one second.
- Marianne Taylor: There are other hotels in Miami.
- Cynthia: I'm sorry.
- Marianne Taylor: What is the problem? We made these reservations over six months ago.
- Cynthia: I know, ma'am, I'm just not seeing it.
- Marianne Taylor: Well, where's Lisa? Lisa always takes care of us.
- Cynthia: I know, ma'am. She's out of town. Her grandmother passed away.
- Bob Taylor: Cynthia, is it?
- Cynthia: Yes, sir?
- Bob Taylor: Would you get in more trouble if you bothered her or if I called corporate?