Patrick de Ledebur

April: [groans in disgust] My God, what are we listening to?

Roosevelt: That's my moms favorite musical.

April: [annoyed; tries to open her door, but it's locked] Dad"... unlock me.

Wren: [turns around and stops April] April, I need your help. You are my best friend!

April: [proceeds to climb out the open window] Which is why it's my duty to tell you that you are one more nerd music jam away from total, social suicide! Bye.

Wren: [to Peng] Wha--? Peng, stop her! Grab her legs!

Peng: [grabs April] I got her! I got her.

April: [Wren and Peng begin to pull her back into the car] Get off of me!

Roosevelt: [to the drive-thru lady] Not tonight. Nothing tonight.

April: Okay, let me go, and I'll let you touch my boob for 10 seconds.

Peng: Thirty.

April: Fifteen.

Peng: Twenty, and I can pick a cold day.

April: Done.

Roosevelt: April, come on, get back in, seriously.

Peng: [to Roosevelt] WATCH OUT!!

Mike Puglio: [grinning smugly] Gotcha, perds! Thought you ditched us, didn't you, fart-breath?

Roosevelt: [tries to drive around Puglio's truck, but to no avail. Wren, Peng and April all start talking loudly at once] They look so mad! Inside voices! Inside voices!

Wren: Jump the curb.

Roosevelt: [prepares to drive forward, but accidentally throws the car into reverse] I have this.

Wren: Wrong way! AAH!

Roosevelt: [embarrassed] I did not have it.

Wren: Roosevelt, I'm so sorry! I'll tell your moms it was all my fault! I made you do it!

Roosevelt: No, you didn't make me do anything. I wanted to!

April: [bursts into tears. Annoyed, Peng gets out of the car] Oh, really? You wanted to spend your Halloween driving all over town in a rolling "Kick Me" sign?! You wanted to get violated by a giant pirate bird?! You losers have ruined our social lives!