Carnol: So like, uh...would you like to go out with me?
Xenala: Let me think about it. I need time to consider it.
*two hours later*
Xenala: I've thought about it and yes, I will marry you.
***
Elijah: Ah yes, baguettes, the Ekans of bread. We'll take two of your freshest yeasty Eelektrik, good sir.
Baker: What?
Penelope: Just ignore him.
***
Taeka: What do you think of the theory that you're secretly a demon?
Edith: I love it. It may be true.
