Maria: I think I found one of the clues but I don’t know what it means.
Maria: It’s right behind me.
Max: The flyer?
Maria: It’s not a real flyer.
Max: So, one of these specials must be the clue.
Maria: The Blue Moon Quesadilla, there’s no such thing. But what does it mean?
Max: Blue Moon…blue…bl…BLUE MOON CANYON.
Maria: That’s it!
Maria: Max, little advice. The girl goes off to some aunt in Florida for the entire summer and barely says good-bye to you. In layman’s terms, she blew you off big time. I mean, and look at you. Look, you’re like a groveling dog. (in a whiny voice) Have you heard from Liz today? Did Liz call? (end whiny voice) No. That’s no good. Look, you’ve gotta play it cool, all right? Let her come to you.
Max: Let her come to me.
Maria: That’s what I’d do.
Max: Wait. Didn’t you just tell me that you left like 5 messages for Michael in the past 2 days?
Maria: What’s your point?