Larry Ludgate: Well, hello there. You must be Ron Swanson. Well, welcome to Castle Ludgate!
Rita Ludgate: [o.s] Larry, who is it?
Larry Ludgate: It's Zuzu's boss.
Rita Ludgate: Oh, Ron. Rita Ludgate. Oh, you have no idea how nice it is to meet you. Well, oh, come in, for gosh sake. What can I get you to drink? Ooh. Could you take your shoes off, please? Thank you so much.
Ron Swanson: Uh, nothing to drink. Thanks. Is April around?
Larry Ludgate: Uh, Zuzu, you have a guest!
Rita Ludgate: Well, I'll fetch her. She's probably on the Internet again.
Larry Ludgate: Uh, I'll come with you. Uh, you make yourself at home, Mr. Swanson.
Ron Swanson: Thank you. You must be April's sister. I'm Ron.
[The girl briefly looks at Ron, stands up, walks by him without saying a word or making eye contact]
Ron Swanson: [clears throat] Nice to meet you.

Tom: No offense, but I think the normal grieving time for gazebo destruction has passed.
Leslie Knope: Yeah, well, maybe that's not entirely what I'm upset about. Mark and Ann are gonna get married.
Tom: Really? Why does that bother you? I should be the one that's upset. It was supposed to be me and Ann, or me and Jessica, or Ann and Jessica with me watching.
Leslie Knope: Every time a couple gets married, I'm about to lose two good friends.
Tom: Come on. They drove over here and cut you down from a gate. I really don't think you have to worry about them abandoning you once you get married.
Leslie Knope: Yeah, yeah, I know that. In my brain.

Leslie Knope: Okay, I'm sorry, everyone. Excuse me. [over microphone] Excuse me. But I need to say something.
Man: Is that gate lady?
Woman: Yes.
Leslie Knope: I know you're probably thinking, "There's that crazy gate lady from outside back again." And to some extent, you're right. I am the gate lady. But the only thing I'm crazy about Is leaving the past behind. So I would like to apologize and raise a glass to change, and forgiveness, and the future, and Ann and mark, and happiness, and Nick Newport, Sr. May all your future gazebos live long and prosper.
Jessica Wicks: Please leave.
Leslie Knope: Is it weird if I ask to take a piece of cake with me? I won't.
Jessica Wicks: Go.