“You...are...a...fridge...with wings,' Fang ground out, punching an Eraser hard with every word. 'We're...freaking...ballet...dancers.”

“You're a fridge with wings. We're freaking ballet dancers! -Fang”

“You are a fridge with wings. We're freaking ballet dancers.”

“you...are...a...frige...with...wings...we...are...freaking...ballet...dancers!”

“Yes!” said Fang, punching the air. “Freaks rule.”

“Max: "Fang! This is a huge break! Of course we should go check it out!"Fang: "But we're grounded."Max and Fang: (stare at each other for a second and burst out laughing)”

“Fang: "There is one bright side to this."Max: "Yeah? What's that?" The new and improved Erasers would mutilate us before they killed us?Fang: *grins* You looove me. (holds out arms) You love me this much.Max: My shriek of appalled rage would probably be heard in California, or maybe Hawaii.”