Miklos: Hol van a távirányító?
Nikki: I heard Dorito. And yes. A thousand times yes.

[Looking at an alphabet book with Johnny]
Miklos: They put 4 letters on one screen? Okay...
Nikki: They're called pages, by the way.

Michelle: damn walking dead... who the heck eats an apple when they first get up in the morning
Miklos: sounds pretty unrealistic... in a show about zombies.

Miklos: You know the years before they had like 18 cameras filming... how did they know who was safe and who wasn't? Who actually won all those old World Series?
Nikki: Not me.

[after 45 minutes backing up a folder, Windows 8 pops up an error message]
Nikki: 'Catastrophic failure' ...!
Miklos: Only you.

[Nikki presses car's 'Media' button which begins playing music from Miklos's iPhone]
Nikki: Oh, sweet. You have the new U2 album on your phone!
Miklos: Yeah, it's great. And it was free.
Nikki: Wow, lucky. When'd you get that?
Miklos: Haha... ... ...is this a real conversation?
Nikki: No.

[Miklos pushes the call button on the steering wheel to call for chinese food]
Miklos: Call Lily's coo-zine ...Cuisine! Ugh, I don't think I even have it in my contacts. Ugh! Stop listening!!!

Nikki: Hal Johnson's probably in a home by now
Miklos: "Augh! My body's breakin'."

Nikki: why do I see "1 comment" on your post and then when I open it nothing is there?
Miklos: that was my comment but it got deleted.
Nikki: it ... got deleted?
Miklos: I deleted it.
Nikki: wow the mods were all over that comment of yours

Miklos: Wtf... fireworks. On Victory Ave.
Nikki: Is it welfare day?

Nikki: I looked it up and she's my first cousin once removed
Miklos: Once removed? Those words don't make sense to me.
Nikki: Have you ever heard the phrase "twice removed"?
Miklos: No. [pauses] I've heard of "re-fried", like re-fried beans?

miklos: what's that front bathroom called [like in rich houses]
nikki: the powder room?

Miklos: Hey, what's the Artist Formerly Known as Prince... currently known as?
Nikki: Prince.
Miklos: What the... How?

[Nikki stands up, awakening a napping Miklos on the couch]
Miklos: What the hell are you doing?
Nikki: What are you talking about?
Miklos: Oh. [bored voice] I thought you were floating in the air for a minute.
Nikki: ...that's going on Facebook.
Miklos: What did you say? I thought you were floating. Like a stick.
[Nikki looks at Miklos, confused]
Miklos: Stephen Harper...
[Falls back asleep]

Nikki: if the boy gets up and won't settle in the middle of the night, I would go in and try to settle him but he thinks I am the milk man.
Miklos: Not a problem, I am Milkless
Nikki: how appropriate...

[loud car drives down the street]
Nikki: who is this fuckhead on Christmas Eve...
Miklos: ...that's driving a kazoo?

[channel surfing and stumbling upon the music video Sam Smith - I'm Not The Only One]
Miklos: ugh this guy is white?
Nikki: I know eh? He sounds like a sweet black man.
Nikki: now I don't like him hehe

Nikki: [taking fake vampire teeth out of her mouth] how do people with dentures do this shit?
Miklos: I think they have properly fitted ones
Nikki: ah, not dollar store ones?

Miklos: Remember Electric Circus?
[Nikki and Miklos simultaneously] What the f was the point of that?!

[Reading a receipt that is almost completely faded]
Nikki: When is this even from? 0...1...?
Miklos: January 30, 2012?
Nikki: 2011. Christmas the 23rd. Wait. December.