Rachel: They can't make me admit Kalos exists, right? Legally, that's not allowed.
Rachel: Sure, if Kalos was REAL I'd say I liked it.
Rachel: But who's to say.
Lilli: I think Kalos isn't real.
Taylor: Lilli, you've been to Kalos.
Lilli: And???

when they're all from kalos-

~~~

*Rachel teaching Taylor to drive and taking Lilli along for the ride*
Rachel: That's a pothole. To the left!
Taylor: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*
Lilli, sticking their face into the front over the center console: Cha Cha real smooth.
Taylor: I don't think that's how the song goes.
Rachel, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.
Taylor: Country Roads.
Lilli: To the place.
Taylor and Lilli in unison: I Belong!
Rachel, crying harder: What the fuck?

~~~

Taylor: I'm not a doctor I'm a medic.
Lilli: What's the difference then?
Taylor: Well doctors actually save lives, medics just make you feel more comfortable as you die.
Rachel: Note to self; never get shot.

~~~

Taylor: Why don't we just call it, "M.C. Donald's?"
Lilli: Because it just sounds like a stupid rapper's name.
Rachel: It'd just be like- "Eyo, it's ya boy, M.C. Donald!"

~~~

Rachel: Guess what number I'm thinking of.
Lilli: 420?
Rachel: No, that's really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously.
Taylor: 69.
Rachel: Yeah it was 69.

~~~

Rachel: What's it like being tall?
Rachel: Is it nice?
Rachel: Can you reach comfortably for the cupboards?
Taylor: We live in constant fear of the short ones who, in my experience, will climb 4 chairs, 2 boxes, a small coffee table and 6 oddly placed stools to get what they want.
Lilli: It was one time!

~~~

Lilli: Define "dream".
Rachel: Dream - the first thing people abandon when they learn how the world works.
Taylor: That's too dark!

~~~

Lilli: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Rachel's birthday invitations.
Taylor: Well, what are they supposed to say?
Lilli: "Rachel's birthday".
Talor: So, what do they say instead?
Lilli: "Rachel's bi".
Taylor:
Taylor: Works out either way.

~~~

Rachel: Okay, can we all stop saying stupid shit for a moment, please?!
Lilli: Alright.
Taylor: Hey, I-
Rachel: SHUT UP!
Taylor: I HAVEN'T EVEN FINISHED MY SENTENCE!!
Lilli: It was bound to be stupid.

~~~

Taylor: Why does Rachel always do the laundry so loudly?
Lilli: So everyone knows that no one helps her out in the house.
Rachel, in the distance: *slams the washing machine shut*

~~~

Lilli: What would Rachel think?
Taylor: Ok, that's an interesting thought, but hear me out: what if... we ran an experiment where we spent the rest of our lives finding out what happened if we never told her?

~~~

Rachel: Lilli, gather the others. We need to have another Taylor-is-doing-something-stupid-again-and-we-have-to-stop-her-before-she-hurts-someone convention.

~~~

Lilli: Bet you can't eat 15 crayons!
Taylor: Bet you I can!
Rachel: *sips coffee, checks to make sure 911 is still on speed dial, and goes back to reading the paper*

~~~

Lilli: Rachel won't come out of their room!
Taylor: Just tell them I said something.
Lilli: Like what?
Taylor: Anything factually incorrect.
Lilli, shrugging: If you say so.
Rachel, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET?

~~~

Rachel: *looks at Lilli*
Rachel: Baby boy. Baby.
Rachel: *looks at Taylor*
Rachel: Evil.

~~~

Taylor: I told Rachel that their ears turn red when they lie.
Lilli: Do they?
Taylor: No.
Lilli: Then why did you tell them that?
Taylor: Because I can do this.
Taylor: Hey Rachel! Do you love us?
Rachel, with their hands over their ears: No.

~~~

Lilli: *pitches an idea*
Taylor, impressed: Huh, there might be something here!
Rachel, under their breath: Yeah, a lawsuit.

~~~

Rachel: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant.
Lilli, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you.
Taylor, who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars please.
Lilli: Coming right up.

~~~

Lilli: I saw you fall, saw the sinners lay on your corpses...
Taylor: Hey, what's up with Lilli?
Lilli: I created you, made the pieces perfect, others marveled at your beauty... their gazes may have held envy, though, for none are perfect but you. I was only looking away for a moment, but you were gone. I had failed you. And I fell into despair. The only way to save myself was to create, but I knew... this time I knew I was only making you to die. And I apologize. For I will undoubtedly fail you again. For a short time, there will be peace and beauty, but none in the face of us shall lay undisturbed. The greatest have fallen, and will continue to fall, and I weep for you for being born unto this place, where brother eats brother, and the undeserving rise to fame. Those that have gone against you know they've wronged you, and they will stand before the creator, knowing they have sinned. Do not worry, little ones, you will be avenged.
Rachel: ...They made some rock towers and went somewhere else for twenty minutes and when they came back the rock towers were destroyed and people were sitting where the towers once were, so they were sad and made more rock towers.
Rachel, to Lilli: Hey, who even is the creator? I thought you were an atheist!
Lilli: SHUT THE HELL UP, RACHEL! I'M TRYING TO BE DRAMATIC AND MYSTERIOUS!

~~~

Rachel: So... This is my full potential?
Lilli: Yes.
Rachel: So, then it's...
Lilli: All downhill from here.
Rachel: Like Taylor.
Lilli: I do not know what this Taylor is. But it sounds disappointing.

~~~

Taylor: Why is Lilli crying?
Rachel: They saw a leaf on the sidewalk and-
Lilli: IT LOOKED SO CRUNCHY!
Taylor: Please don't say what I think you're gonna say-
Lilli: AND WHEN I STEPPED ON IT THERE WAS NO CRUNCH!
Taylor: NO, NOT THAT!

~~~

Taylor: Hey, do you know the password to Rachel's computer?
Lilli: Fuck you, Taylor.
Taylor: Hey!!
Lilli: No, you misunderstood, the password is "fuckyouTaylor".
Taylor: Oh, no numbers? Not very safe.

~~~

Rachrl: So, Taylor is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night.
Lilli: Why?
Rachel: Because I've caught her trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row.
Taylor, arms crossed and pouting: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass.

~~~

Rachel: But what about Lilli?
Taylor: Don't worry about them.
Taylor: I once watched them fall down 5 flights of stairs, stand up, and keep eating their hotdog like nothing happened.

~~~

Lilli: While I'm gone, you're in charge Taylor.
Taylor: Yes!
Lilli, whispering to Rachel: You're secretly in charge, but I don't want her to feel bad.
Rachel: Obviously.

~~~

*Something crashes*
Taylor: Shoot-
Rachel: *running into the room in a panic* WHAT FELL?!
Lilli: *walking by the room calmly* What died?

~~~

Lilli: Hello all, it is I, your favorite person.
Taylor: Actually, Rachel is my favourite.
Lilli: Okay then, it is I, that bitch.

~~~

Lilli: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone's cheeks, look into their eyes...
Lilli: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.
Taylor: ...That took an unexpected turn.
Rachel: So did their neck.

~~~

Taylor: I lost Lilli.
Rachel: How did you LOSE Lilli?!
Taylor: To be fair, they are very small.

~~~

Lilli: I dare you-
Rachel: Taylor is not allowed to accept dares anymore.
Lilli: Why not?
Taylor: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety," as some would say.

~~~

Taylor, texting group chat: What flavour of ice cream do you guys want? I'm at the store so be quick!
Rachel: Moose Tracks is good!
Lilli: What the fuck is that!?
Rachel: *Gasp* How dare you insult moo-
Lilli: No. No no not that. What the hell. Why do you spell flavor like flavour. It's like you have flavor but then this guy shows up and is like "Oui Oui Would you like chocolate flaVOUR or vanilla flaVOUR.
Taylor and Rachel: what?
Lilli: I don't get it why add the EXTRA u when it's PERFECTLY FINE AS IT IS!?
Taylor: You done now?
Lilli: Yeah ok.
Taylor and Rachel: ...
Lilli: ...Can I have the Chocolate fudge brownie flavour?

~~~

Rachel: Who knew getting in trouble would be so impossible?
Lilli: I gotta give you credit, Taylor. You make it look easy.
Taylor: Years of practice.

~~~

Rachel: Nice rock.
Lilli: Thanks, Taylor gave it to me.
Taylor: I threw it at you!
Lilli: Aren't they the sweetest?

~~~

Lilli: Do you think different paints have different tastes?
Taylor: They do.
Rachel: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?

~~~

Rachel, watching Lilli do something stupid: Taylor, you're officially only the second highest risk here.
Taylor: Hell yeah! I'm gonna—
Rachel: Don't finish that sentence, you'll move back up.

~~~

Rachel: I hate you sometimes.
Taylor: Well according to this picture Lilli drew of us holding hands that's not true.
Rachel: Taylor, you drew that.
Taylor: It doesn't matter.

~~~

Lilli, watching power lines fall down: Rachel, Taylor! The town is exploding and it's very pretty!

~~~

Taylor: I like to think of myself as a semi responsible adult here.
Rachel: Lilli is 70% of your impulse control and you know this Taylor.
Lilli: I feel like Taylor is the more responsible one of us two though.
Taylor: We are both 70% of each others' impulse control.
Lilli: Just two lil beasts in pinwheel hats spinning on the merry-go-round at dangerous velocities, holding each other's hands so the other doesn't fall off.

~~~

Taylor: Not gonna lie, I'm kind of afraid of Lilli...
Rachel: As you should be.
Taylor: No, for real, they're kind of-
Rachel: As. You. Should. Be.

~~~

Taylor: A party is a celebration of a life, bringing people together to let the guest of honor know how much they're loved. Lilli has done so much for us. This is our chance to do something for them.
Rachel: By forcing them to have fun at a party that they don't want to be at?
Taylor: I knew you'd understand.

~~~

Taylor: Don't worry, I've got a few knives up my sleeve.
Rachel: I think you mean cards.
Lilli: They did not.
Taylor, pulling out knives: I did not.

~~~

Taylor: Hey random, what are your favorite flowers?
Rachel: Peonies, why?
Taylor:
Rachel: Were you going to get me flowers?
Taylor:
Rachel:
Taylor: ᶦᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

~~~

Taylor: Relationships should be 50/50. Rachel cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

~~~

Rachel: I love you.
Taylor, not paying attention: What was that?
Rachel: I said I'm selling you to the zOo-

~~~

Taylor: Valentine's day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos-
Rachel: I wrote you a poem.
Taylor, already crying: You did?

~~~

Rachel: I'm in love with you.
Taylor: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork.
Rachel: I know.
Taylor: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-

~~~

Taylor: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.
Rachel: That's great, Taylor. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.

~~~

Taylor: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.
Rachel: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks I don't want to hear shit.

~~~

Taylor: Are you ready to commit?
Rachel: Like, a crime or a relationship?

~~~

Taylor, throwing their head into Rachel's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!
Rachel, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

~~~

Rachel: Just a minute. I need to go take out the trash.
Taylor: Oh. We're going out?
Rachel: Wh...

~~~

Rachel: I still have no idea how I'm attracted to you...
Taylor: Yeah, well, you're stuck with me, and no take backs, honey.

~~~

Taylor: Do you want to know your gay name?
Rachel: My... my gay name?
Taylor: Yeah, it's your first name-
Rachel: Haha. Very funny Taylor-
Taylor: *gets down on one knee* And my last name.
Rachel: Oh- oh my god.

~~~

Taylor: We have a problem.
Rachel: No, YOU have a problem. I have an idiot who keeps making them.

~~~

Rachel: Kill me nowwwww.
Taylor: Sorry, no can do. I need your help with my homework.

~~~

Lilli: There's nothing to do....
Brynn: You can wash the dishes you promised to wash about a week ago.
Lilli: *pulls out their phone* Nevermind.

~~~

Brynn: Are you an 'arr' pirate or a 'yo ho ho' pirate?
Lilli: I'm a 'I'm not paying $600 for photoshop' pirate.

~~~

Lilli: Holy shit, Brynn, do you know what this means?!
Brynn: Kid, whenever you start doing this, nobody knows what you mean.

~~~

Lilli: Someone care to explain why we have 6 dogs in our apartment?
Brynn: They're golden retrievers, dude. They retrieve gold. I did this for us.

~~~

Brynn: I WOULD DESTROY THE WORLD FOR YOU!
Lilli: Okay, can you do the dishes?
Brynn: No!

~~~

Brynn: Do you take constructive criticism?
Lilli: No, only cash or credit.

~~~

Brynn: What is your favourite mythical story?
Lilli: The Story Of My Will To Live.
Brynn: I don't think I've heard of that one before.

~~~

Brynn: Hey, Lilli. What kind of flowers do you prefer?
Lilli: I like sunflowers.
Brynn, pulling out a bouquet of Venus Flytraps: Well, shit-

~~~

Brynn: So, Lilli, do you have a crush on anyone?
Lilli: The only crush I have is this crushing anxiety.

~~~

Brynn: I have an idea.
Lilli: A good idea?
Brynn: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

~~~

Brynn: Where's Taylor?
Lilli: Don't worry, I'll find her.
Lilli, shouting: Rachel sucks!
Taylor, distantly: Rachel is the best person ever! Fuck you!
Lilli: Found them.

~~~

Brynn: You have friends and I envy that.
Lilli: You're welcome to share my friends.
Brynn: *looks at Taylor and Rachel*
Brynn: I don't want those.

~~~

Rachel: I have the sharpest memory here - name one time I forgot something!
Brynn: You left me, Taylor, and Lilli in a Walmart parking lot at 2am a day ago.
Rachel: I did that on purpose, try again.

~~~

Lilli: Hey, I say we go down there, kick Brynn's door in, and let them know that we're in town.
Taylor: That ain't the way we do things here. We may have to go in there and run a con, drop a bug, do the smooth talking.
Lilli: Okay, you come with me, you do the smooth talking, let's go.
Taylor: No, we just can't go in there and kick down Brynn's door. We need a plan.
Lilli: Well who makes the plans?
Taylor: Rachel.
Lilli: Rachel, what's the plan?
Rachel:You guys are gonna go down there, kick Brynn's door in, let them know you're in town.

~~~

Brynn: We need a way to lure in new customers?
Rachel: Maybe we could have some fun, interactive events!
Taylor: Lilli bath water.
Lilli: ABSOLUTELY NOT!

~~~

Rachel: You were stabbed. Do you remember anything?
Taylor: Only the ambulance ride to the hospital.
Rachel: That wasn't an ambulance, I drove you.
Taylor: But I heard a siren.
Brynn: That was Lilli.
Lilli: Sorry, I got nervous.

~~~

Brynn: *tapping fingers on table*
Lilli: *taps fingers back furiously*
Taylor: ...What's going on?
Rachel: Morse code. They're talking.
Lilli: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

~~~

Brynn: *is hugging Lilli*
Taylor: Hey! It's my turn to hug Lilli!
Taylor: *grabs Lilli*
Rachel: *kicking down the door* What do you mean, "yOuR tUrN"? We agreed now is my time slot!
Brynn: No, It's still my turn!
Lilli: *suffocating* Guys, I love you, but just because I'm the smallest doesn't mean you can be hugging me constantly!
Taylor: But we need the moral support!
Brynn: And you're small! Which is cute!
Rachel: If I don't hug you right now I think the depression will kick in and my body will stop functioning.
Lilli: *close to tears* Well- I, I guess.

~~~

Brynn: I give up. I am so tired.
Taylor: Get the emergency supply!
Rachel: *carries Lilli and places them in front of Brynn*
Lilli: *smiles*
Brynn: AND I AM BACK BABY, LET'S GOOO

~~~

Rachel: Where is Taylor?
Brynn: I'll do you one better, who is Taylor??
Lilli: Here's a better question, why is Taylor?