Clayton: Cheslock, how could you possibly have gotten into this much trouble in one day?
Cheslock: It... It didn't take me the whole day...

Bluewer: Pardon the intrusion, but-
Ciel: On this moment or just my life in general?

Redmond, dramatically: They called me a fool.
Violet: They weren't wrong.

*Cheslock rushes by with an armful of water bottles*
Greenhill: What's going on?
Edward: Cheslock wouldn't drink water.
Greenhill: ...And?
Edward: And I asked him how fast he could chug an entire bottle.
Cheslock, loudly: 16 OUNCES IN TEN SECONDS!

Greenhill: *pitches an idea*
Redmond, impressed: Huh, there might be something here!
Bluewer, under their breath: Yes, a lawsuit.

Soma: You know what I learned from my friendship with Ciel?
Harcourt: There's no such thing as too mean?
Violet: Never let your friends know for sure if you like them?
Cheslock: Always hold a grudge?

Bluewer: What do you call disobeying the law?
The Weston Bois: A hobby.
Bluewer: *crosses his arms*
The Weston Bois: ...that we do not engage in.

Ciel: *holds a gun out to Soma*
Soma: I-I don't believe in guns.
Ciel: Well, trust me, they're very real. Now take it.

Redmond: Is it just me or is instant ramen even better uncooked?
Edward: It's just you.

Greenhill: Anyone else feel good when their brain releases a bunch of endorphins?
Violet: Can't relate.
Soma: Why would my brain release a bunch of dolphins?

Ciel: I keep a picture of all of us in my wallet. Whenever I face difficulties, I take it out and stare at the picture.
The Weston Bois: Awwww-
Ciel: And I tell myself "If I can deal with these idiots, then I can deal with anything."
The Weston Bois: Oh.

Edward: That was the worst throw ever. Of all time.
Harcourt: Not my fault. Somebody put a wall in the way.

Violet, trying to comfort a Purple House kid: What's the problem? Anxiety? Low self-esteem? Obsessive thoughts of random arson? I've been there.

Clayton: Unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, I cannot just 'walk up and join a circle of people talking', but it does sound lovely, thank you.

Bluewer: We need a plan to beat them.
Ciel: Okay, listen up. First, we fill their shoes with wet cat food.
Bluewer:
Ciel: Judge me all you want, I get results.

Harcourt: I'm very scary.
Edward: You're about as scary as a wet kitten.
Harcourt: Wet kittens are cute, at least I've got that going for me.
Edward: And small.
Harcourt:
Harcourt: ...Yeah, yeah. I guess.

Ciel: If I see a spider, I simply leave the room elegantly and require someone else do something about it.
Ciel: If no one fulfills my wish, I simply never go back in there.