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neil: from my experience, no woman knows what she wants. but, shit, her and freckles? mm. don't actually think i'd do anything, really. it's not like we're fucking engaged or anything, dot can bump her ugly with whoever's ugly she wants.

much: oh! i'd love to be friends with you! ... i'm sorry what's your name, again? but, um. i think i'd like a puppy. but then mama says puppies are too hard to take care of, but i think i have enough love for one and that's all you need right? maybe. um, oh maybe a fish! i'd like a fighting fish but i'd be real nice to it and i'd call it shamu and we'd be best friends and he wouldn't ever want to fight again, ever.

hadrian: i'd love to meet remy's friends. victor was such a wonderful delight, and i'm honestly glad remy has such an influence in his life hopefully it isn't the other way around. and, ah, cabaret? i'm not opposed, if that's what you mean, so long as it's done tastefully, mind and-- wait, what? lingerie? is remy putting you up to this?

luke: ...her name wouldn't happen to be lovely, would it? if it is, then no, no thank you.

susie: why, thank you! heels are always in season, i say. and miller's a doll, he's absolutely charming. i do wish he'd have more confidence in himself, though, really. and his grumpyness is actually very endearing! i do love to wipe that little frown off.