He turned me into a girl.
Whoa! That's a dress and a half...well, actually, it's half a dress.
Oh, hello! A wet Tom Paris!
I like pouting. It's a hobby--everybody's gotta have one.
That's all right. We're all Pack together, go ahead and belch.
My toes are faster than the Coke.
I finally find someone I can be horrible with...
Revenge is a quote served cold.
She catches him by the flute.
Well, I think we've finally graduated from boob jokes.
She's just a poor, misunderstood demon.
Subtlety, thy name is "Jenn."
You're just a busy little pencil-weaver, aren't you?
Yoo hoo! I'm commentating!
She's just being obscene again.
Bring out the men! It's a little better than "bring out your dead"...
What is it...pyrotechnics? I like those.
You keep trying to find places that are ticklish, don't you?
You're ticklishly impaired.
I don't care if he's that talented, I don't need him across my chest.
I'm stroking this all night now.
No! Let Pod struggle with the tape!
It's a cowbell!
I swear, you've got sex down to an art.
Now *that's* an embarrassing outfit. You wouldn't catch Kathryn Janeway in that.
Oh, my, talk about flexible...
But the Ringmaster was The Guy. Tell me *that* wouldn't overcome any curse.
I hate to play with somebody else's equipment.
Follow the bouncing bust!
Hi! I'm blonde. I'm having a moment.
Slowly but surely I'm getting sucked into Harry.
Tom Paris--the other white meat.
Go forth! Get book!
I'm *not* a morning person, and I'm *not* perky.
You know how, at concerts, there's always one loud and obnoxious drunk?
"That's my story, and I'm sticking to it."
I got my quarterstaff in my car, we could knock her around a little.
You want a pillow, Pod?
And if someone wants to join the NatPack who isn't vision impaired, what do you do? Poke out an eye?
She can't stay in Ithaca. She'd be a third wheel.
And this little piggy went "woo hoo!"