Ron: Ok, KP. You beat me at arm wrestling. You don’t have to rub it in.
Kim: What did I sit… EEWWW!!! RUFUS!!!!
Shego: What do you mean we’re in the same lamaze class?
Ron: Me? Have a love note from Bonnie in my pocket? I have no idea where that came from…
What do you mean we’re live on national television?
Bonnie: Yes, your stupid little naked mole rat thingie beat me on the SATs. Like I really care.
You mean he’s going to stay that small forever? Hmm, this might be interesting.
Kim: Hey wait a minute. What do you mean? I thought you meant wrestling as in you and I. I didn’t think you really meant wrestling!
Bonnie: Yes, I saw you last night on CNN. And FoxNews. And Jerry Spinger. Yes, you two can do anything. I’ll give you the twenty bucks as soon as I can. Where you got the R2D2 costume, that battalion of Irish Marines and those 500 pink flamingos, I don’t want to know.
Drakken: Oh come on. Just one date! Dinner and a movie? OK, how about just coffee? No? OK, how about sharing a twinkie from the lair’s snack machine?