Ciel: Sebastian, have you actually ever made a mistake that you can't change? I highly doubt you're as perfect as you seem.

Sebastian: Not that I can think of my Lord.

Ciel: Oh, is that so?

Sebastian: Sometimes I wonder if your soul is worth this much aggravation. Sometimes I think I fucked up bad.

Sebastian: THAT WASN'T SUPPOSE TO SEND.

Sebastian: IT MUST HAVE RECORDED MY VOICE. YOUNG MASTER I TAKE IT BACK.

Ciel: IT'S NOT LIKE IT'S EASY DEALING WITH YOU EITHER. NEARLY HAVING A BLOODY ALLERGY ATTACK EVERY DAY. YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR BLOODY CATS OUT OF THE MANOR.

Sebastian: DON'T YOU DARE BRING MY BABIES INTO THIS.

Ciel: Oh look. It's raining outside. It would be a shame if a black cat with white paws ended up outdoors, wouldn't it?

Sebastian: Don't. You. Dare. Touch. Mittens.

Ciel: My, my. I shouldn't keep texting you. Wouldn't want to seem "Aggravating".

Sebastian: Young Master, have mercy.

Sebastian: We can talk.

Sebastian: I'll make you tea.

Sebastian: ...and cake?