Daria: (deadpan) Hey Jane.
Jane: (same tone as D) Hello. Guess what?
Daria: (sarcastically) You've gotten a pet monkey.
Jane: (rolls eyes) Nope. I've brought you a present.
Daria: (looks skeptical) Oh?
Jane: (pulls out huge covered rectangular object from Daria's hall and places in Daria room)
Daria: (gets off bed, studies covered object) You've gotten me a picture.
Jane: No, even better than that! (uncovers it) I thought you would like to have part of me.
Daria: (deadpan) Gee, you paint so good on would have never thought you ever painted it! Wow you do a perfect imitation. (refers to blank canvas)
Jane: (sighs) No! I wanted you to have something of mine…something I got just for you. It's to express yourself.
Daria: (watches as Quinn walks across hall in one coat, then going back across in another) Just like Quinn and her clothes?
Jane: (deadpan) Daria I would comment, but look who's coming in your window.
Daria: (looks over) (deadpan) Hey Trent.
Trent: (looks up confused) Hey.
Jane: (shakes head) You know there's an easier way of getting in a house.
Trent: Oh?
Jane: It's called a door Trent. It's called a door.
Trent: (leaves)
(doorbell rings. Trent's footsteps heard. Daria's door opens, Trent enters)
Daria: (deadpan) So nice of you to drop in.
Trent: (waves from on Daria's floor in which he fell)
Jane: Help me get him up.
(both haul Trent over to Daria's bed)
Quinn: (pops head in) Whatcha doin'?
Daria: (extremely deadpan) loading a dead carcass onto my bed so that his spirit doesn't come back and get me.
Quinn: (covers face with hands) That's terrible!
Jane: If you don't help us his dead spirit will come and haunt you forever.
Quinn: (skeptical) Really?
Jane: (deadpan) Yes.
Quinn: (lifts one leg)
Trent: (moans)
Quinn: (screams and jumps back a few feet)