“Josh: "Are you really going to sit there and pretend that I don't exist?"Shel: "I'm not pretending you don't exist. In fact, I am very aware you are right there. I am pointedly ignoring you.”

“Josh: "Mutley, my dog."Shel: "I am not getting in the car with that."Josh: "Yes, you are."Shel: "No, I'm not. He's huge."Josh: "He's harmless."Shel: "Like his owner?"Josh: "Oh, no, he's harmless. I'm not.”

“Oooh!" Bill squealed. "Very rococo.""So,I'm really doing this? I'm just going to go down there and pretend-""No pretending." Bill shook his head. "Own it. Own that cleavage, girl, you know you want to.""Okay,I am pretending you didn't say that." Luce laughed-winced. "So I go downstairs and 'own it' or whatever. But what do I do when I find my past self? I don't know anything about her.Do I just-""Take her hand," Bill said cryptically. "She'll be very touched by the gesture,I'm sure.”

“Shel: "I'm finding it really hard to fight wanting you, Josh."Josh: "Well, that's nice to hear, because I stopped fighting a while ago.”

“Josh: "Are there any rules to this deal I should know about?"Shel: "Don't make me want to keep you."Josh: "Well then, don't make me want to be kept.”

“Soldiers don't complain...I am not going to do it; I will pretend this is part of a war.”