Diane: Joyce, the only logical place for you to stay is with me. Coach was like a father to me.
Joyce: Well, I mean, if it's no problem. Why not?
Diane: None at all. We'll have fun. It'll be one long slumber party.
Carla: Oh, goody. Can I come over and bring my Frankie Avalon records? I have dibs on cutting off her hair when she goes to sleep.
Diane: Yeah, and if we can get our hands on a laser, we'll try cutting Carla's.