“Believe me, I have better things to do than sabotage your friendships. No one else's world revolves around you, Cassandra."-Paige to Cassandra”

“Isn't it possible that I'm not feigning interest? That I really do want to know more about you?""You've never been interested in me before.""You've never been interesting before."-Cassandra and Paige”

“A knock came at the door. Everyone looked up. Elena's nostrils flared and she leaned over to whisper something to Clay. "Fuck," he muttered. "Keep talking, Jaime. It's only Cassandra. She can wait. Forever, if we're lucky." "I heard that, Clayton," Cassandra said as she walked in. "Who the hell forgot to lock the door?" Clay said. "You were the last one in," Elena murmured. "Damn.”

“Closed door means knock," Elena said to Clay, shooing him out.You've been in here for two hours," he said. "She can't need that much work." He frowned as he examined my outfit. "What the hell is she? A tree?""A dryad," Elena said, cuffing him in the arm."Oh, my god," Jamie said, surveying my outfit. "We forgot the bag!""Bag?" Clay said. "What does a dryad need with-""An evening bag," Cassandra said. "A purse.""She's got a purse. It's right there on the bed.""That's a day purse," Cassandra snapped."What, do they expire when the sun goes down?”

“You took your meds today, right?" he whispered. I nodded. Then use this jar to save it." Save . . . ?" Your urine. If you give them some of today's tomorrow, it'll seem like you're still taking your meds." You want me to . . . dole it out? Into specimen jars?" Got a better idea?" Um, no, but ..." I lifted the jar and stared into it. Oh, for God's sake. Save your piss. Don't save your piss. It's all the same to me." Simon peeked around the corner, brows lifted. "I was going to ask what you guys were doing, but hearing that, I think I'll pass.”

“I can just imagine what the humidity has done to my hair. I'm going to meet your family looking like a poodle with a live wire shoved up its butt." - Paige Winterbourne”

“Murder? You mean he's dead?""No. He's resting comfortably," I said. "People always sleep best with their heads at a ninety-degree angle. He looks comfortable, doesn't he?"(Paige & Elena)”