Celia: Where do you keep your cello?
Evan: In CFA. There’s a cello room.
Anna: For a second, I thought you asked, “Where do you keep your jello?”
Katie: You want to see where I keep my jello? Come back to my place and I’ll show you my jello.
Katie: I went to bed at 7.
Michael: That’s not so bad.
Katie: I woke up at 9.
Adam: So you got 2 hours of sleep.
Katie: I was playing D&D. Don’t judge me.
Adam: Oh, mad, mad judgements.
Celia: I’m so fed up with red light. Photos never come out good with red light.
Michael: Can’t you just add in some… green light… and
Celia: That’s not how it works.
(During a discussion about our headlines being too small)
Anna: The problem is we don’t usually have news worthy of 72-point font. “NEW COURSE TAUGHT”
Evan: In-n-out is different as God is different to people.
Katie: IBM seems like the kind of place where they give you a cubicle and a motivational cat poster, and then 40 years later you move to Florida and retire.
Evan: No, I like Hammerschlag. There’s a big… bro… bromance going on.
Katie: There’s an aura of bro.
Celia: I’m always dissatisfied with the rice. Last time it was too cilantro-y lime-y. This time it’s not cooked enough.
Evan: Next time it’ll be maggots!
Anna: Oh my god, Greg, I just proved you wrong about something in copy. I should write this down in my diary. It’s an achievement!
Katie: Patrick’s article is amazing. His signature looks like it was done by a drunk 10-year old.
Evan: I’m disturbed you know what a drunk 10-year old writes like.