“The man is definitely Tucker, I'd recognise that butt anywhere.”

“Hi there," Tucker says brightly, like we're bumping into each other on the street. "Uh, hi.""Nice night for stalking," he observes."No, I was---""Get your butt in here, Carrots.”

“Tucker: "But she gave me the perfect gift."Clara: "What?"Tucker: "You.”

“Tucker: Is it okay to kiss you?Clara: What?Tucker: I won't get struck by lightning?Clara: (laughs) No lightning.”

“I'm in love with Tucker Avery.”

“Tucker Avery wants to be my friend.”

“Tucker: "Today we ran into a mama grizzly with two cubs at the ridge off Colter Bay and Clara sang to it to make it go away."Mrs. Avery: You sang to it?Tucker: Her singing is that bad.”