Cynthia You're a year older!

Laurent: But never taller!

Ozaki, Kudo, Shi-Won, Makoto and Abby: …

Laurent: Don’t worry, she’s just messing with you.

Laurent: It's a fez, I wear a fez now. Fezzes are cool.

Cynthia: [snatches the fez, throws it in the air]

Cynthia: Hey, I dare you guys to dare us to make out.

Dorothy: [Taps finger in response]

Ozaki: Stop that.

Dorothy: Stop what?

Ozaki: You’re talking about me in morse code.

Laurent: Yes, that’s what we’re doing. In our very limited free time, we took a class on a very outdated, very unnecessary form of communication just so we could talk about you in front of you.

*Years later*

Cynthia: I'm sorry.

Laurent: Why?

Cynthia: Well, I assume he said no.

Laurent: No, he said yes.

Cynthia: An optimist sees light at the end of the tunnel.

Makoto: A realist sees a freight train.

Makoto: What's that?

Laurent: Remorse code.

Laurent: Sometimes, I watch television shows for entertainment purposes.

Makoto: Yep!

Clark: Who’s your therapist then?

Laurent: I’d say I’ve gone a little more simple this year, last year we got a restraining order from the firework shop, but I have something cool planned.

Makoto: Laurent, the ice sculpture you ordered is starting to melt, and did you really have to buy all those gold plated punch glasses?