"So, as if being practically blind wasn't bad enough—"
"It's called hemeralopia. Diagnosed on my twenty-first birthday. Mother still wouldn't let me drink. Yes. We've been over this Shego."
"Right, and it means…?"
"Bright lights make it harder for me to see."
"Which is why we spent most of our lives in dark lairs…"
"Yes."
"And now?"
"Now, we don't really have the choice to work at night."
"And that's why—"
"Why we're picking out sunglasses that look appropriate for a lab! Yes! Now, will you quit it! I said nothing flouncy!"
"Aw c'mon, Doc. You look cute!"
"Nngh! Shego!"