"Applying ribbon glitter requires intense concentration."
"I'm gonna need you to all silence your phones."
"Ah, all this glitter and now I look like you."
"Wait a minute, Lana. That gives me a brilliant idea."
"Gee, I can't imagine what's keeping Lola. Let me go check."
"Oh, um, y'know, uh, pageants, and uh, glitter, and um, crowns, probably."
"Wow, a clean plate and an A-plus for texture? Last time I served leftover hash you ate the rating card and told me it tasted better. You feeling okay?"
"Lols, that worked awesome, no one suspected anything."
"Get changed, Princess! The rope is waiting!"
"Okay everyone, move it! Royalty comin' through."
"Wow, Lola, I've never seen that kinda hustle from you before."
"Aww, here you go, my little angel."
"This is unacceptable. Lola just saw that doctor, how can she have a cold? And Lana just saw the dentist, how did he miss what is clearly an abscess?"
"You call Feinstein, and I'll call Peterson. Time to give those so-called medical professionals the what for."
Lana: "I didn't wanna go to the dentist."
Lola: "And I didn't wanna go to the doctor so we..."
Both: "Kind of switched places."
"You're not babies anymore, and sometimes you have to do things you don't necessarily like or want to."
"Part of growing up is being responsible and doing those things."
"I brought my appetite today! Dazzle me."
"You got it, honey. Tonight's dinner is leftover leftover hash."
"Boy oh boy, that squid and sauerkraut sure has gotten pungent."
"But together, it's actually delicious!"