Rolling her eyes, Barbara barely resisted sticking her tongue out and shook her head. "I have no marketable talents, Grayson, so that would be very hard to do." Or at least none that were particularly legal, such as hacking, but those might not be useful here either. "Why would we want to get jobs here anyway? I mean, with the all powerful closet and cafeteria." Which of course confused her to no end, but she doubted that anyone knew what was going on there.