Shea: I just love your energy!
Grace: Thanks, I changed my personality to match the situation. Glad it worked.
Crimson: Ugh, I'm so ready for a mental breakdown but I don't have the time!
Drew: Why did you tell everyone you were having a medical emergency? Are you okay?
Felix: I'm fine, I just wanted attention.
Felix, drunkenly to his own reflection in a bathroom mirror: You are exactly where you need to be.
Ray: Hi, this might be decades of repressed emotions talking, but I'm upset.
Hammy, when he's stuck with Midge and Howie: My dad would turn over in his grave if he saw me like this!
Midge: But your dad is alive.
Hammy: Yes, but this would kill him.
Bianca: I'll kill him! I'll kill him!
Crimson: Who?
Bianca: The lyingest, cheatingest, sloppiest con man in Concordia!
Crimson: Oh, Felix.
Bianca: I'm in love.
Jeb: You are?!
Bianca: Well, I'm talking to someone and I don't hate them so basically yes.
Midge, sighing: I wish I had more enemies.
The King: I’ve invited you here because I crave the deadliest game…
Sparrow, nodding: Knife Monopoly.
The King: I was actually going to play Russian roulette, but now I'm really interested in whatever knife Monopoly is.
Paisley: Don't say a word.
Abel: Fergalicious.
Paisley: Dumbass, I said no words!
Abel: Oh, I see. Two weeks ago, when we're playing Scrabble, it's not a word. But suddenly it is a word when it's convenient for you.
Boss: You know who I am.
Midge: No, we don’t.
Boss: You know what I do.
Felix: We’re still unclear on that, actually.
Shea (who is Canadian): I have just been informed by Grace that "Country Roads" is not actually the American national anthem. This is the worst day of my life.
Grace, pulling out a flask: Want any?
Sid: Sure.
Sid, taking a sip: Is this soup?
Quinn, sarcastically: Thanks, Pesto. I couldn’t have done this without you.
Pesto: Sure you could've! Not as stylishly, though, of course.
Paisley: You don't care who you piss off, do you?
Rhyda: Not in the slightest!