“What made you immortal? (Nick)Really good DNA. (Acheron)”

“Nick: How? Are you a vampire or something? What made you immortal?Acheron: Real good DNA.”

“Acheron: You're really not right, are you?Nick: Yeah. I know. It was all the paint chips I ate as a kid. They were good, but chromosomally damaging”

“What are you? (Nick)Completely perplexed. You remember everything that happened. (Acheron)Yeah. Duh. Not like you’re going to forget the killer zombie stalkers and psyched-out kitchen staff. What kind of freak show is this? (Nick)”

“If everyone does as I’ve instructed, then things should work out the way they’re meant to. (Acheron)And if we don’t? (Talon)We’re all screwed. (Acheron)Gee, Ash, you’re just so damn comforting. (Nick)I try to be anyway. (Acheron)You fail admirably. (Nick)”

“She’s been hanging out with Nick.” – Acheron“Nick? As in I-hate-your-guts-Ash-go-die Nick?” – Tory”