Elizabeth: Even the worst people can be nice to their friends, Jane.
Lydia Merylon: Oh, this is just great girls. Here we've just spent 20 minutes picking out the perfect array of romantic items, and what do we come back to find? Two kegs of ice cream, pills for cramping, pills for bloating, and six super size boxes of Tampax? Why don't we just put up a big neon sign that says, "Men, run for your lives! Menstruating monsters approaching!"
Jack Wickam: So... he used the old "multiply and replenish" line. Funny, that usually works for me. Maybe it was his delivery.
Elizabeth: His delivery was fine, I just didn't want the package.
Crowd Member: You suck, therefore this party sucks.
Jane: Triple Choc-choc-choc-chocolate chunk or Uncle Bubba's Big Belly Butter Brickle?
Elizabeth: Both.
Elizabeth: As much as I love being insulted by you, I think you'll be happier at a table for one.
