Robin: Three words. Say them and I'm yours.
Finney: Three words.
Robin:
Robin: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?
Finney doing robins Makeup
Finney: It’s dark in here
Griffin: Don’t worry dude I got this
Griffin: *Stomps their feet*
Griffin: *Skechers light up*
Robin: Finney... you've been cuddling with me for over and hour now.
Finney: *muffled* mm hmmm :)
Robin: Fuck. I should be annoyed but you're adorable.
Finney: Sorry it took so long to bail you out of jail.
Robin: No, it was my fault. I shouldn't have used my phone call to prank call the police station.
Will: Hello, my name is Failure, and you're watching my life crumble into pieces.
Will: *waves their finger and sings like they're in a Disney Channel intro*
Finney: hey is Vance sleeping or dead?
Robin: Hopefully dead, I hated their guts.
Griffin: Yeah, so did I.
Vance: Okay first of all, fuck you-
Eddie, banging his homework on the table out of frustration:
Steve: Hey, stop that! How would you like it if I banged you on the table?
Steve:
Eddie:
Steve: I am going to go die now, bye…
Eddie:"starts smirking"
Robin: Hey, Finney, what do you think it would be like if we had kids?
Finney: What would it be like? Inconvenient, mostly.
Robin: No, I mean, what would they be like, the kids? You ever think about it?
Finney: Can't really say I have.
Robin: You know, for someone as eccentric as yourself, you can be boring as fuck sometimes.
Finney: Sorry, Robin. For what it's worth, I'm picturing them now. A boy and a girl. Two perfect little freaks of nature raised by people who've clearly got no business bringin' up anybody.