Anna: Stacey, you’ve officially replaced Alex as the magic member of our staff.
Anna: Well, Magic Alex isn’t here anymore, and he never does anything, and Stacey is magical and is a Photoshop wizard.
Michael: I thought Stacey was always magic.
Anna: Well, she’s doing really asthetically pleasing magic right now.
Stacey: Stacey is doing really sketchy magic.
Celia: *high-fives Stacey’s idle hand*
Stacey: What happened?
Patrick: I think she thought you were trying to high-five her.
Stacey: Yeah, we can say that’s what was happening.
Stacey: He apparently polled a bunch of ECE master’s students at Skibo.
Daniel: Is it all dudes?
Michael: It’s ECE master’s students. So yes.
Celia: Is there anything we can do to make your life easier?
Patrick: We’re just standing here conspiring to make your life easier.
Michael: The two of you… conspiring…
Stacey: I can join in!
(People are telling Christa what to do with the layout)
Christa: Thank you, backseat drivers.
Emily: We’re all watching you.
Michael: I’m sitting to the side of the monitor. I can’t see anything.
Stacey: You’re like a three-cars-over driver.
Meela (singing): Ima throw up on… Stacey.
Stacey: Please don’t.
Stacey: If you google ‘baby dolphins’, they’re all dead baby dolphins. It’s sad.
Celia: Any ideas for these posters?
Emily: First rule of advertising, sex sells.
Stacey: Just get some naked people on there holding carnival issues.
(After using a shirtless Bradley Cooper photo for the Limitless movie review, and sticking printouts of the photo on the ceiling)
Stacey: Anna, you’re not going to be able to have shirtless Bradley Cooper.
Anna: Aw, why?
Michael: The article isn’t about him. Either change the article to be about him, or change the picture.
Anna: That’s not fair.
Michael: He’s already on the ceiling. Get over it.
Michael: So, if you put a pancake over it, the scanner can’t detect it.
Stacey: Is it a lead-lined pancake?