Sarah: How on earth could anyone think that you're, that you're human?!
Miriam: Sarah, you're hardly inconspicuous yourself. The smell of henbane is coming off you in waves.
Sarah: You got a problem, Junior?!
Marcus: Oh, uh, no. It's just, you look so much like your namesake. Sarah Bishop, your ancestor. She taught me how to set a broken leg at the Battle of Bunker Hill.
Emily: That is so fascinating, Marcus. I mean, did you know her well?