Look, Myka, why don't you pull your head out of your magenta and feel the room. Something's off.

Pete

You're not crazy we are.

Pete

Pete: This must be a joke.
Mrs. Frederic: Do I look like a joke?

Claudia: Great, well that explains everything! Except for the part where you said the Warehouse automatically expands.
Artie: That's right, surprise!

Steve: This building is old and falling apart.
Artie: We have that in common!

Don't make me stab you again.

Claudia

Pete: Okay wait a minute he dumped you? Why would anyone do that? I mean look at you: looks, brains, taste, a deep knowledge of guns and blowing things up. What's not to love?
Myka: Do you need us to hate him? Because we can hate him.

The problem with hiding things behind glass doors is that you can see through them.

Claudia

Pete: Grip strength is the first muscle to go.
Myka: Oh, I know how important that is to you.

Oh, I'm fine the floor broke my fall!

Artie

20 miles of Warehouse and I find the one dead end!

Claudia

Artie: Pete, moderate your Comic-Con panel later!
Myka: What's Comic-Con?