This is the whoosh!

Gabin: Why? I'm a pest.

Tobias: I know you're a pest. You don't have to keep telling me.

Gabin: Then why do you want me to move in?

Tobias: Because I can't stand living alone, that's why.

Gabin: ...

Cheyenne: He's dark and mysterious.

Mishi: *typing*

Cheyenne: And he can sing. And he can play the organ.

Mishi: I think you just described the Phantom of the Opera.

Cheyenne: She said what?

Raphaël: What did you say?

Lucien: Nothing! I said nothing about Tobias and Gabin pledging their love for each other in the rehearsal room.

Raphaël, who loves drama: *gasps* No!

Lucien: Oui, they were, as we say in our country, "Éplucher le raisin".

Raphaël: No!

Tobias: Bathtubs are medieval filth cauldrons. Pass.

Gabin: ...

*Forced laughter*

Tobias: Excuse me, if we can just continue on without anymore nautical puns, that'd be great. Feels like that's just the lowest form of humor.

Crispin, laughing: Looks like I found a grumpy gus.

Tobias: I'm sorry, a what?

Crispin: Boo! Boo, and hiss!

Jack: I don't want tea.

Cheyenne: I didn't make you tea, this is my tea.

Jack: Then why did you tell me?

Cheyenne: It's a conversation starter.

Jack: It's a horrible conversation starter.

Tobias: Why are you looking up? Your mother is still alive.

Gabin: I'm looking at Saint-Denis.

Tobias: You think Saint-Denis is up?

Gabin: It's north.

Geneviève, after he leaves: What did he just say to you? That if you don't do well, you're going to get fired?

Jack: Speech!

Cheyenne: That was my speech.

Mishi: Scrabble? Scrabble is great.