Morgan: Stop being attractive!
Chantal: ...I'm wearing a towel!
Morgan: I know, that just makes it worse.
Chantal: I'm both flattered and disturbed...
Emma: That's Morgan's specilatly.

Mum: Hey, I see Emma's brother got into Western.
Morgan: Did you really just Facebook message me from the kitchen?
Mum: Yup. I forgot that I went downstairs to tell you that.
Morgan: ...You are the worst.
Mum: Yup.

Emily: How?
Morgan: Space magic?
Emily: I don't know that kind of magic. Call the Doctor.

Rita: I feel like I'd be Mia Thermopolis from Princess Diaries except instead of one foot popping it'd be me twerking. So nothing like Princess Diaraies.

Emily: I make bad decisions now that I'm watching this show. Won't sleep before 3am. Contemplate watching another episode over sex. And I don't bother talking to Chris, I just ask where the computer is.

Rachel: Hey, did you know that kissing burns 6.4 calories a minute? ....Wanna work out?

Morgan: TAKE AWAY THE PAIN AND REPLACE IT WITH SASS PLEASE.
Michelle: UGH BUT I REALLY LOVE THIS MOVIE. All the feels about acceptance and standing up against oppression and then you have Hank and Mystique trying to find out what beauty really is and what's really important and Erik and Charles looking for a way to make their point but both wanting to do it so differently and that's what splits them apart and I can't. Oops, sorry, you asked for sass not meta.
Morgan: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT TO ME??
Michelle: I HAVE A LOT OF PENT UP X-MEN FEELS.

Rachel: Morgan, I'm dying. But I want you to know that I love you more than Harry Potter picked stupid names for his kids.
Morgan: WHAT'S WRONG?!
Rachel: I'm dying. That seems wrong. Only because I have not had a chance to go on our romantic Ottawa-ian date.
Morgan: WHAT ARE YOU DYING OF AND HOW DO I HELP??
Rachel: I don't even know! Whatever my roommate gave to me
Morgan: NOOOO. GO TO ST MUNGO'S!
Rachel: Can't. Too afraid to apparate and cough and get splinched.
Morgan: Shit, can you take the Knight Bus?
Rachel: Nah man. Stan Shunpike is stalking me and if I get on the bus like this I fear he may lock me in his basement to keep my hilarity to himself. I will just have to stay sick and hope you can make it to me (school year will end) before I expire.
Morgan: Stan really has gone downhill in recent years... You'd think by now they would have an owl service that could send you medicine, eh?
Rachel: You would think. My owl is at my residence at home though. I am restricted to Muggle technology.
Morgan: Oh my God, how are you still alive?!
Rachel: Pure Gryffindor will my friend, pure Gryffindor will. I swore I would die a cool death and that is what I shall have. I stay loyal to my promises.
Morgan: You're an inspiration to everyone. Your bravery knows no bounds, no wonder the Sword presented itself to only you since Harry got it in the Chamber of Secrets.
Rachel: I run this shit.

Morgan: I want a re-imagined Alice in Wonderland with you as the Rabbit, just screaming at everyone in a Scottish accent.
Matt (Screaming in a Scottish accent): YOU THERE! STAND ASIDE, I'M LATE! I DON'T HAVE TIME! OUT OF THE WAY OLD MAN, PUT YOUR HATS AWAY!!