Amy, let's try not to piss off the homicidal maniac more than he already is, okay?

Paul: You know it's Saturday. Chloe's not working?
Alek: I do other things besides follow Chloe around.

Toilet or litter box?

Paul

Chloe: I think I died today.
Amy: Are you okay?

Chloe: Has anyone ever told you you're a close talker?
Alek: Just you.
Chloe: It's not a compliment.

Jasmine: Only the Uniter has nine lives to live.
Alek: There's no way.
Jasmine: Nine lives to endure. Chloe, we're not supposed to save you, you're supposed to save us.

This is so cool. It's like our school is this otherworldly epicenter and attracting the hot teen Mai from all over the world.

Paul

No. I'm not gonna say it, because I'm pretty much done apologizing. You said that the Chloe you knew would never do this or act this way, well, newsflash, I'm not the same old Chloe. We can all pretend that I am, but we all know it's not true. You've always been my best friend, and if it's up to me, you always will be. But you have to accept me as I am now - faults, claws and all.

Chloe: I mean, when did you think it was a good idea to take off your pants?
Paul: Ah ah ah...stop. We are never to speak of any of this ever again!

I just want you to know, if anything happens to this dress, you're all going to be in a lot of trouble.

Chloe: What if I don't want to be The Uniter?
Valentina: That's like wishing you didn't have blue eyes. Some things simply are.

It's like my non-wish birthday wish came true.