Georgie: You know one of the best things about working here? I always smell like dryer sheets.
Mandy: Is that a good thing?
Georgie: Compared to how I used to smell, yeah.

Sheldon: Wil Wheaton plays Wesley Crusher. He's a child prodigy who's very young to be on the bridge of a Galaxy-class starship.
Missy: Okay.
Sheldon: But he's so intelligent that most people come to rely on him.
Missy: Okay.
Sheldon: Sounds kind of familiar, huh?
Missy: Okay.

Billy Sparks: I've seen this before. They're big now, but they're gonna get small.
Missy: Yeah. It's called Honey, I Shrunk the Kids.
Billy Sparks: [whispers] If you get scared, I'm here.
Missy: Terrific.

Georgie: Need a hand?
Mandy: This thing ate my quarters, and now it's stuck.
Georgie: That tends to happen with number seven. What you want to do is a push-pull.
Mandy: And here I was just pushing like a damn fool. [chuckles]

Georgie: I ain't seen you in here before.
Mandy: Oh, I just moved back from San Antonio.
Georgie: Oh, big city girl.
Mandy: Well, now I'm "living back with my parents" girl.
Georgie: That's all right. I lived with my folks not too long ago.
Mandy: Isn't it weird? Whenever you live at home, no matter how old you are, you feel like a teenager.
Georgie: It did feel that way.

Georgie: I'm Georgie.
Mandy: Mandy. And now that we're on a first-name basis, I'm gonna throw my underwear in here.
Georgie: And since I'm a gentleman, I ain't gonna look.
Mandy: You just looked.
Georgie: I did.

Mary: So, what do you say?
Sheldon: Disrupting my sleep schedule to fraternize with children my own age? We both know the answer.
Mary: I figured. I just wanted to make sure. Although I could use someone as my eyes and ears if the kids get to causing trouble.
Sheldon: Are you asking me to help enforce the rules and police the other children?
Mary: Well, I wouldn't put it quite like that.
Sheldon: Because if you do, I'm in.
Mary: Then what you said.
Sheldon: I need to pick out pajamas.

Mandy: Did you give it the old push-pull?
Georgie: You're back soon.
Mandy: What do you know about getting wine stains out of rayon?
Georgie: You got to let it soak first.
Mandy: Does that work?
Georgie: I don't know. That's just my answer to every laundry question.
Mandy: [laughs] Smooth.

Georgie: So, what'd you do in San Antonio?
Mandy: I was the weather girl at the local TV station.
Georgie: No way. So you were on TV?
Mandy: 5:30 every morning. More people are seeing me right here.
Georgie: Why'd you leave?
Mandy: The station manager and I broke up. But now his new girlfriend gets to be on TV. At 8:30. That bitch.
Georgie: That sucks.

Mary: Last chance. You can still come chaperone.
George: Hmm. All night in a church with a bunch of other people's kids.
Mary: And Pastor Jeff and Pastor Rob.
George: Ooh, two pastors? Well, that is hard to say no to, but let me give it a shot. No.
Mary: Your loss. Missy, tell Billy we're leaving in minutes!
Missy: [o.s.] Okay!
George: Billy's going, too, huh?
Mary: Yeah, of course.
George: And Brenda gonna chaperone?
Mary: She was less interested than you.
George: [chuckles] Oh, there's no way she's less interested than me.

Pastor Jeff: Well, I've already confiscated a can of shaving cream, a box of stink bombs and a PG- movie.
Mary: What was the movie?
Pastor Jeff: Dirty Dancing. Which is redundant because all dancing's dirty.
Mary: Well, I guess it's good we got some eyes on the inside.
[When Mary and Jeff look over at Sheldon, who is pretending to read a book, he subtly nods]

Sheldon: I'm neither holding hands nor praying. I don't even know why I walked over here.
Pastor Rob: Heavenly Father, may this evening bring us closer to you. Keep us safe and, most importantly, Heavenly Father, help us rock this night of fellowship. In Jesus' name we pray, amen.
All: Amen.
Pastor Rob: I don't think he heard you.
All: Amen!
Sheldon: He can't hear you because he's not real.
Pastor Rob: One more time for Sheldon, y'all. [Sheldon covers his ears]
All: Amen!

Peg: [whispers to Mary] If Sheldon finds booze, dibs.

Georgie: How about, while this runs, I take you to dinner?
Mandy: How old are you?
Georgie: [inner monologue] Do not say 17. [out loud] Old enough.
Mandy: Old enough to what? To drink?
Georgie: Yes, ma'am.
Mandy: [chuckles] "Ma'am"? How old do you think I am?
Georgie: Well, I'm also old enough to know that's a trap, so... How old are you?
Mandy: 25.
Georgie: 21.
Mandy: I was worried you were gonna say "19."
Georgie: Oh, no, I promise I'm not 19.

George: [answers phone] Hello.
Meemaw: Hey.
George: Oh. [sighs] Hi, Connie.
Meemaw: Is your power out?
George: No. Yours?
Meemaw: Well, I just like asking everybody that question. Of course it's out.
George: Don't yell at me.
Meemaw: I'm not yelling at you. It's just such a stupid question. Maybe it's just my side of the street.