“Nudge: "I look like prep school Barbie. (looks at Max) Actually, you look like prep school Barbie. I'm just Barbie's friend.”

“You know how some kids get excited about the first day of school and have an outfit all picked out and a new lunch box and stuff? Well, they're bleeping idiots.Can we play hooky?" Iggy muttered as he scrambled eggs.Somehow I suspect they're picky about that," I said, dropping more bread into the toaster. "I bet they'd call Anne."I look like prep school Barbie," Nudge complained, as she entered the kitchen. She caught sight of me in my uniform and looked mollified. "Actually, you look like prep school Barbie. I'm just Barbie's friend."I narrowed my eyes at her.”

“Look at you! You look like Rangeman Barbie. You got a gun and everything.-Lula”

“But this room looked like it had been decorated by the unholy lovechild of Barbie and Strawberry Shortcake.”

“Whatever dude, just as long as you're ok with carrying this thing out looking like Disco Barbie, it's cool with us.”

“I may not be Barbie on the outside, but on the inside, I'm a better Barbie than she'll ever be.”