Wren: "I was right. Only a bumbling teen can save Mona now."
Hanna: "I do hate public speaking, but okay."
Wren: "Can I do anything else for you? Besides the nothing I've already done?"
Hanna: "Just sit there for a minute. Or read to me from this book while I drink hot chocolate."
Wren: "Fifty Shades Of... Good God. Hanna!"
Hanna: "Worth a shot."
Bart Comstock: "Yes, my address is this movie theatre. Let's talk about movies!"
Aria: "I am just that awful, yes. Wait, are you Bart Comstock?"
Bart: "The man, the legend, the thirty-year-old box office worker."
Spencer: "Thanks for helping me with being a hacker, since I'm not one."
Caleb: "You're dealing with a serious talent here. No such dumb passwords for this Website Page, no sir."
Caleb: "Passwords keep you from going in the front door..."
Spencer: "Do go on."
Caleb: "Me, I like to look for an open window, something that allows you to get into the system and unlock things from the other side."
Spencer: "Like a burglar!"
Caleb: "Yeah? Exactly like that. That was the metaphor, yes. Computers don't actually have doors or windows, so."
Spencer: "That's a real nice computer you've got there, Little Green."
Caleb: "My new mom thinks she can buy my love. And I let her, because what the fuck you gave me up for adoption and now you're a Real Housewife of Orange County."
Spencer: "Computer, car... You realize you're wearing a $400 sweater?"
Caleb: "Not too shabby for a former Werewolf Under The Stairs, huh?"
Spencer: "Things are getting real romantic, feels like. I should probably lecture you about the proper way to launder things now. Really turn up the heat."