President Obama | 2012 White House Correspondents’ Dinner
John: I had a row, in the shop, with a chip and pin machine.
Dear Leland Bosseigh High Administrative Board,
We accept that you’re withholding our deposit of fifteen hundred dollars for damages. We also accept that you just see us as you wanna see us, in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions: a snarky psychic, an uptight pharmaceutical salesman, a pretty female blonde detective, and a not-so-pretty, unusually lanky detective. But each of us is all of those things. Plus, our normal fee for solving a murder in one meaningful evening is twice that, so enclosed is a bill for three thousand dollars. Please remit payment in the form of a check made out simply to “Psych”.
Psych ⇒ Murder?… Anyone?… Anyone?… Bueller? ∶ Episode 2, Season 3