"I want to talk to you about the HOA."
"Aitcho Way?" the old lady scoffs. "What's that?"
"H-O-A. The community organization..."
"Like The Grange?"
"La Grange? No, that's 'how, how, how.'"
"Right. How come you're here?"
"To ask how you got away with breaking the bylaws."
"I ain't broke no laws," she spits.
"I mean, how did you skirt the CC&Rs?"
"What about my skirt? Quit yer foolin' and tell me what yer here for: potions, fortune-telling, moonshine, or jerky? Cuz that's what I got."