Vicky: Your smile? It makes my day.
Oz: Your happiness? I live for that.
Amira: A room? Get one.
Brian: Hotel? Trivago.
Polly, in Oz's window: I thought I'd find you here!
Miranda, climbing past Polly: WE COULD HAVE USED THE DOOR-
Oz: I think my guardian angel drinks.
Polly: I did it! I memorized everything in the book! I'm gonna ace this test!
Oz: Ok, Polly, I'll give you one more question before you go. What ended in 1918?
Polly: 1917.
Oz: ...You're ready.
Amira: Alright, listen up you little shits.
Amira: Not you Calculester. You're an angel and we're thrilled you're here.
Damien: Amira... you've been cuddling with me for over and hour now.
Amira: *muffled* mm hmmm :)
Damien: Fuck. I should be annoyed but you're adorable.
Oz, texting Miranda: I'm a theif.
Miranda: Thief.
Oz: Theif.
Miranda: I before E except after C.
Oz: Thceif.
Miranda: NO.
Zoe: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.
Oz: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.
