Honey, you need to get laid. (Selena) Why don’t you speak a little louder, Lanie? I don’t think the guys in Canada were able to hear you. (Grace) Oh, I don’t know. They’re probably headed south even as we speak. (Waiter)

It’s entirely up to you, Artie. He lives or dies by your word. (Acheron) No, akri! Don’t ask her that. She never let me have no fun. She a mean goddess! (Simi)

I’m partial to the truth, Lo. Good, bad or indifferent. (Vane)

I say we should stake him to an anthill and throw little pickles at him! (Selena)

Here I am! Now what are your other two wishes

Well, yeah. You said you wanted Italian. See. Chef Boyardee. He makes one the best stuff. (Tabitha)

Looks like I missed a party. Good. I wasn’t really in the mood to off demons this evening. Haven’t had my coffee yet. (Jared) You drink coffee? (Stryker) No, but it was my pathetic attempt at humor. (Jared)