- Rebecca Mitchell: I'm the manager of a hotel, Charlie. I make lots of decisions that aren't popular. If I wanted to be popular I'd have joined a girl band and had my breasts done
- Gino Primirola: Gino Primirola, barman of the year! I on top of the world. Like Kate Winslet in that film with the boat! Wind in my hair...
- Ben Trueman: Leonardo Di Caprio wrapped around your waist...
- Anna Thornton-Wilton: Dead people floating in the water...
- James Schofield: So Rebecca, should I tell the chef to expect you downstairs?
- Rebecca Mitchell: I'm sorry?
- James Schofield: You will be cooking the dinner I presume?
- Rebecca Mitchell: I will?
- James Schofield: Isn't that what all the managers are doing these days
- [Charlie grins as others mutter agreement]
- Rebecca Mitchell: Oh, right. Um, no, I mean yes, yes absolutely... and Charlie can be my sous chef
- Charlie Edwards: [face drops] I can?
- Rebecca Mitchell: Yes, you can
- Charlie Edwards: An afternoon in the kitchens... what a treat.
- James Schofield: Every year I'm a bloody pixie! Why can't I be Santa?
- Gino Primirola: Because Santa has to be happy, and you are moody bastard
- James Schofield: Says who
- Gino Primirola: Everyone!
- [others agree]