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!