"Claire: Look, I'm trans, and maybe it won't be in the future, but right now it's a struggle. So I get annoyed when people assume technology is going to magically fix all our problems. It won't do anything about bigotry. We have to fight that now."

"Dale: Glasses, google "why would an AnthroPC need to go to the bathroom.""

"Momo [with her electronic self-defense mechanism activated]: It means I am taking you to the diner so you can eat something at least APPROXIMATING an actual meal."

"Faye: Screw that. I'm goin' to check on my friend."

"Dale: What's it mean?"

"Momo [to Dale and Marigold]: Why, look at that! You are both eating the same flavor of beef jerky! Do you know what that means?"

"Dale: Whoa, whoa, slow down. Which one is the espresso machine?"

"Tai and Claire: IT WOULD BE JUST LIKE A ROMANTIC COMEDY"

"Marten: Why are you being so insistent about this?"

"Marten: I think she might. That's the problem."

"Tai: What, you don't think your mom would go for it?"

"Emily: I was up all night reading about beetles."

"Marten [re: Jim]: Oh, sure. "Hey mom, there's a guy I barely know who went on a date with my ex, wanna fly across the country and maybe hook up with him?""

"Emily: Did you know that beetles comprise 25 percent of ALL KNOWN ANIMAL LIFE FORMS?"

"Dora: I'll allow it as long as you keep it tasteful and under 20 seconds."

"Tai: It would be mean-spirited to do a victory dance right now, wouldn't it."

"Dora: Pretty sure orbital bombardment isn't covered by my insurance."

"[Dale wakes up to see a translucent-blue anime chick in a French maid's outfit.]"

"Claire: Am I the only person here who actually WANTS to be a librarian?"

"Hannelore: The basement is full of spiders? My dad will be in position to drop a tungsten rod on this place in 64 minutes."

"Dora [to Samantha]: Honey, a basement full of spiders is a health hazard."

"May: OH THANK FUCKIN' GOD. You know you're the FIFTEENTH GODDAMN PERSON I've had to deal with this morning? Everyone else opted out on me. Fuckin' shitstains. Arright, first things first - I'm not doing that crappy "master" bullshit anymore. Makes me wanna fuckin' puke. I'm s'posed to read off the license agreement, but it's real goddamn long so if you gotta piss you better go now."

"Samantha: Yeah, but they don't let me make swords."

"Faye: Don't you have friends your age?"

"Pintsize: I feel that way about everything."

"May: You've got glowing glasses, dude. People already think you're a freak."

"Dora: You could make Pintsize start paying, but I shudder to think how he'd earn the money."

"Faye: The voices in your head aren't real, dude."

"Marten: Almost as much as I'd miss your half of the rent."

"May: Who the fuck is Marigold?"

"Faye: Aw, you'd miss me that much?"

"Pintsize [re: Marten and Faye]: TLDR: They wanted to bang but didn't."

"Faye: And this is the face of someone who doesn't appreciate your sarcasm."

"May: Gee I dunno, maybe she doesn't like you because you HARASSED her over a goddamn VIDEO GAME."

"Dora: Yeah, yeah, I'm the worst boss ever. I'm surprised you can even talk, what with your throat being crushed under my fuzzy bunny slipper of authority."

"Faye: Pssh, FINE. You SLAVE DRIVER."

"Dora: You're on the clock until close. If you want pizza and beer we can have it HERE."

"May [putting her arm through Dale's chest]: I'd help, but hey, hologram over here."

"Faye: God bless the boy, but at this rate he's gonna wake up one day and be 40 years old and not know what happened."

"Bubbles: ...Why are you so determined to be kind to me?"

"Dora: Basically, just do the opposite of whatever Marten does and you'll be fine."

"Marten: Nah, I checked in the morning and the tamper-proof seal was still intact."

"Faye: Yeah, thought so."

"Faye: Reminder that if you're firing me I have SEVERAL PORTFOLIOS full of blackmail material."

"Claire: I didn't, like, grab your butt or anything, did I?"

"Claire: You ever wanna just sit and stare at a wall for, like, three hours?"