John: he came down the stairs, wearing one of your dresses, and talks in a shrill, girly voice, "my name is y/n and I love John Lennon with all of my heart, I'd be nothing without him..."

Paul: he conveniently brings up your quirks during conversations, and all of his friends tease you. "hey y/n, Paul told us about the time when you wet your bed when you were 16 and-"

George: he hides your things. that paper you've been working on for weeks? hidden in his tall boots. your favorite dress? he managed to hide it in your fridge. your dog?  "i'm not sure y/n... did you check over at Paul's?"

Ringo: "ouch, my boobs hurt."
He looks up from whatever he's currently working on and says calmly, "maybe they're finally growing."