MC: I Just Ended A Four Year Relationship.

MC: On a scale from “damn Daniel” to “fre sha vaca do”, how are you feeling?

Richy: In between “it’s an avocado, thanks” and “how did you defeat Captain America”, but as a solid answer I would say “I don’t need a degree to be a clothing hanger”. How about you, Dan?

Dan: Probably “road work ahead”.

Cleo: I speak many languages, and this is none of them.

Julius: Here’s a fun Christmas idea. We hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing, you have to FIGHT whoever else is under it.

MC: Julius no.

Roxy: Mistlefoe.

MC: Please stop encouraging them.

Jessy: I haven't slept for seventy-three hours.

MC: Eighty. Democratically elected leader of insomnia.

Jake: Bitch, it's been ninety for me. I'm going for an even one hundred.

Cleo: You guys are fucking terrifying.

Cleo: We got a free day now. What do you wanna do? Eat? Sleep? Nap? Snack?

Jake: Not trying to brag or anything, but I can wake up without an alarm clock now simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety, so...

Jessy: If I accidentally sat on a voodoo doll of myself, would I be trapped forever in that position, doomed to starve to death?

Darkness: How am I supposed to know?

MC: You say, as if we don’t use you as a source of knowledge of the occult.

Darkness: *sighs*

Darkness: You wouldn't be trapped.

If MC actually went to duskwood:

MWAF, standing with their back turned: I’ve been expecting you, MC.

MC: How did you do that without turning around?

MWAF: ... To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.

MC: ...This is one of those moments where it doesn't really matter what I have to say, isn't it?

MC: When I first met you ...I thought you were annoying and a bitch.

Lily: .......and?

MC: And you are.