Otis: So, I've stopped asking Brett who this mystery guy is.
Cruz: Ah, decided to respect her privacy, huh?
Otis: No. No.

Kelly: What happened, you get sick of hitting the town with a different date every night?
Stella: Look, I don't want to shock you, but, uh, the pool of guys in Chicago who can keep up with this is limited.

Sylvie: You don't think I can sleep with Antonio without getting hurt again. [pause] The thing is, I'm not the same person that I was when we were dating before. I don't know how to explain it.
Gabby: Less Fowlerton, more Chicago?

Julian [smarmily]: And who is this lovely lady?
Boden: Oh, you don't want no part of Connie, trust me.

Otis: Go on, spill it you're seeing someone.
Sylvie: Um, I don't need my roommates broadcasting what I do off shift to the entire firehouse.
Otis: That's the whole point of being roommates.

Otis: Your boyfriend really screwed us over.
Stella: A) Not my boyfriend. B) [sarcastically] "Put me on the radio and watch the magic happen!"

Stella: C'mon, it wasn't a total bust.
Otis: It's not a good promotion if people didn't even hear the name of the bar over ALL THE FART NOISES!

No, it was just a moment. A quick decision. I know that that doesn't change who I am. Now you... You're there, you're there for people even when they're at their worst. Like me. You know, all last year. I was a mess. Your brother and your mother wouldn't even talk to me, but, uh, you, my love, you were always there. That's, uh, that's who you are. You're the real hero. My hero.

Ramon [to Gabby]

Matt: Woah, are those Cindy Herrmann brownies?
Kelly: *Annabelle* Herrmann brownies.
Matt: Are these...gummy worms?
Kelly: Yep.

Ramon: Your mom came to visit.
Gabby: Oh, yeah, she told me.
Ramon: I've been trying to get that woman to call me back for a year. Turns out, all I had to do was get stabbed a few time.

I just want to say that for part in bringing my friend, my former friend, to Firehouse 51, I am truly sorry. This place is special to me, and I would never knowingly or willingly do anything to jeopardize what we have here. I love all of you, and I feel terrible about what happened.

Sylvie

Kelly: Hey. We get to carpool again.
Stella: I mean, we live together.We see each other all the time.
Kelly: Yeah, but still, I like to see you at the firehouse too.
Stella: Right.
Kelly: No, serious. You...bring a light to it. [pause] And an odor.
Stella: [sighs] I know. Kid who makes fun of the girl on the playground actually really likes her.