Wednesday: *sees someone doing something stupid* Wednesday: What an idiot. Wednesday: *realizes it's Enid* Wednesday: Wait, that's MY idiot!
Enid: So I got this amazing plan! Wednesday: We fail almost every time you say that.
Enid: Well this is the same! But with a hamster involved.
Wednesday: Enid, fuck off.
Wednesday: And by "fuck off" I mean "fuck off right back here and listen", you insufferable prick.
Enid: Awww, why don't you like cats, Wednesday? They're just snuggly buddies! They have toe beans! They make a little blep! What's not to love?? Wednesday: I don't know Enid, I just prefer to be conscious instead of dead on the floor. Enid:
Wednesday: I'm ALLERGIC.
Enid: What is wrong with you?
Wednesday: Loaded question. Elaborate.
*after discussing a plan* Wednesday: Does anyone have any questions? Enid: Is this legal?
Wednesday: Does anyone have any relevant questions?
*While planning to break in somewhere* Wednesday: Hey, let's do "Get Help!" Enid: What? Wednesday: "Get Help." Enid: No. Wednesday: C'mon, you love it! Enid: I hate it. Wednesday: It's great! It works every time! Enid: It's humiliating. Wednesday: Do you have a better plan? Enid: No. Wednesday: We're doing it! Enid: We are not doing "Get Help!" *A Minute Later* Wednesday, carrying Enid: Get help! Please! They're dying! Help Them! *throws Enid at guards, knocking them out* Wednesday: Ahh, classic! Enid: *gets up* I still hate it. It's humiliating.
Wednesday, laughing: Not for me, it's not.
Wednesday: Enid, I need some advice. Enid: You need advice from ME? Wednesday: Yeah, frightening, isn't it?
Enid, near tears: I have the sex appeal of a math book!
Wednesday: I don't know, dude, I've never met anyone that opened a math book and didn't say "fuck me".
Wednesday: Yeah, I don't like people. Enid: Oh, well now that's not fair Wednesday. Have you met all of them?
Wednesday: I've met enough of them. People. What a bunch of bastards!
Wednesday: I thought I told you to stop reading my emails.
Enid: Well, I thought I told you to stop keeping secrets!
Computer: Please enter a password. Enid: *types in Wednesday* Computer: Your password is too weak.
Enid: How fucking DARE YOU-
Wednesday: Why would I flip my shit about that? Enid: Because you flip your shit about everything.
Wednesday: Well, will you look at this. Here is my shit, and yet it remains unflipped. Just sitting there on the skillet, getting burned on one side. It's a miracle.
Enid: Cool, any other secrets? Wednesday: I still sleep with the blanket I had as a baby. Enid: Awww- Wednesday, stern: I use it as a gag when taking people's pets hostage. Enid:
