Ocean: What do you do if someone offers you drugs?
Noel: Take them!
Constance: Punch them in the neck!
Ricky: Say thank you!
Mischa: Offer more to assert dominance!
Ocean: No.
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Ricky: Where are Noel and Mischa?
Penny: In the closet.
Ricky: I knew it! Ocean, you owe me ten dollars.
Ocean: No, they're...literally sat in the closet over there.
Noel, from a distance: We're gay for real though, so it's ok!
Ricky: My ten dollars, Ocean?
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Ocean: I’m telling you, my team is competent.
Mischa, rushing in: Ocean! Noel tried to make pasta in the coffee pot and now it's broken!
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Ricky: What’s up with Constance? They’ve been laying on the floor for like….an hour now?
Noel: She's just a little overwhelmed.
Ricky: Why?
Noel: Ocean smiled at them.
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Noel: If I die, you can have what little I own.
Ocean: Wait. What do you mean "if" you die?
Noel: My unending existence is fuelled by pure spite, that of which the painful experiences of life have rendered me full.
Ocean:
Ocean: *Sighs* Let me call your therapist again.
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Penny: If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple "thank you" is all I need.
Penny: Not all this "how did you get into my house" business.
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*The choir with cigarettes*
Mischa: I smoke regularly.
Noel: I smoke sparingly.
Constance: I smoked once, but I didn't care for it.
Ricky: I've never smoked, but the idea intrigues me.
Penny: I've never smoked, and I refuse to do so.
Ocean: What's a cigarette?
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Penny: What type of dog is this?
Constance: That’s a tortoise.
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Mischa: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it.
Noel: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side.
Ricky: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!
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Mischa: Why are you smiling?
Noel: What? I can’t just be happy?
Constance: Ocean tripped and fell in the parking lot.
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Noel: How do you know how to kiss? Like, who teaches you?
Mischa: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.
Mischa: Would you like me to tutor you?
Constance: That was smooth.