Waverly: If I ever let anything happen to Stacey, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. Of course, I wouldn’t have to, because Conner would kill me.
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Casey Pritchard (OC): All classification systems are ultimately arbitrary because no matter how objective we try to be, our attempts at categorizing the universe are fundamentally rooted in the values we hold. Which brings me to my next point about horses being reptilian due to Vibes.
Andy, regretting agreeing to take a walk with her: I literally cannot deal with this right now.
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Britney: All right, Joss, I need you to clear your head. Think of absolutely nothing—
Jocelyn, immediately: All right, done.Â
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Lucas: It's debate time so we must, once again, draw battle lines between those who like mint chocolate and those who do not.
Dan: What battle lines? Nobody likes mint chocolate.
Lily: Screw you, mint chocolate is delicious!
Lucas: And so the lines are drawn.
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Waverly, t-posing in the driveway: Good morning, parental figure.
Cid, not looking up from his gardening: Good morning, problem child.
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Waverly: What if the person who thought of the word “umbrella” meant to call it a “brella” but was under a lot of pressure?
Lucas, done with her shit: Please consult your three brain cells before coming to me with an “important question” ever again.
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Cora to the gang about Redfield: Ya know, kids? This is a goddamned bitch of an unsatisfactory situation.
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Noah: Hey, what’s up?
Casey: Nothing much, just eating lunch.
Noah: Oh, what did you bring?
Casey, showing a bowl of salad with a single egg on top: Egg salad.
Noah: You know that egg salad isn’t just a hard-boiled egg in a bowl of salad, right?
Casey, biting into the raw egg: What’s a hard-boiled egg?
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*During It Lives Within*
Noah: For the last time, Waverly and I are just friends.
Conner: *sneezes*
Ava: He’s allergic to your bullshit.
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Stacey: Don’t speak to me. Ever.
Waverly: I just said you’re brother’s kinda ho-
Stacey: STOP IT!
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Casey: *screws with the gang even though they’re on the same side, etc.*
Ava: Why are you like this?
Casey: Nana Cora was 85% of my impulse control.
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Lucas: All right, I got a box. We’re going to put everything we love in the box.
Stacey: Can I put Lily in the box?
Lucas: No.
Waverly: Can I put Lily in the box?
Lucas: No.
Ava: Can I-
Lucas: Nobody can put Lily in the box!
