"Tell me lies; tell me sweet little lies…"
"I really can't stand that song."
"Sorry, when I'm nervous I … it just comes out."
"We're lost in a house."
"Let's be fair, this is nothing like most houses."
"It has three kitchens, so yes."
"Wasn't Edmund supposed to stay with us?"
"Supposedly."
"That's not very uplifting."
"Yeah, and the creature circling the island is also not uplifting. How'd we get into this mess?"
"Tell me lies; tell me sweet little lies…"
"…oh no no no you can't disguise…"