“I called Amy [Poehler] and started crying. She was like, “What will you get paid, again?” I told her. At the time it was certainly the most we’d ever made. She just started laughing. “You’ve got to take the job,” she said. Then the ladies from Second City took me out to dinner at this awesome restaurant in Chicago called Wishbone. I got up from the table because I had to vomit from pure nerves. I’ve never had that before in my life.”