Me: I'm back! *dun dun dun dun*

Nudge: So what? I ate nine Snickers bars without barfing! She owns nothing.

Me: Why is she here? Security! Take the crazy birdkid away! On with it.

Morgan: Today we'll focus on specific issues. Iggy! You're the most screwed up-

Iggy: Oh, thank you. Fang has more issues.

Fang: (8) When I grow up, I wanna be famous..(8)

Max: An addiction to the Pussycat Dolls? He has the whole subscription!

Dylan: Max, I love you, and I want to take my shirt off for you for the rest of my life.

Max: You don't have much competition…

She looks at the guys. Iggy's making a grenade, and Fang's still singing.

Max: What the hell. Sure.

Dylan: *takes shirt off*

Max: Nevermind.

Iggy: Ooh, one word. Like the Nirvana album!

Angel: How do you know it's one word?

Iggy: Because… I. Am. Creepier. Than. Angel!

Angel: No one. And I mean no one. Is as creepy as me.

Max: Gazzy after a burrito.

Angel: *shrugs* Fair enough.

Iggy: Because I… am Puss in Boots!

Max: Morgan, you can't save… that. *points at Iggy*

Morgan: Point.

Gazzy: I've never. Said anything. And you don't care!

Max: Of course we do, sweetie. *goes back to ignoring him*

Gazzy: I'll eat a burrito…

Max: We love you, Gazzy.

A/N: Short, sorry. My Iggy phrases come from mucho de random places. Review!