Cheyenne: Hey, Dina, Brett wants to go home because of his sciatica? Is that a real thing, or is it like when Isaac needed Friday off for an appointment with his Mandalorian?

Cheyenne: In tenth grade, I was caught between Bo and this guy Darius that he used to freestyle rap with.
Dina: What did you do?
Cheyenne: I told Bo how I felt, and then he took a poo in the backseat of Darius's mom's station wagon.
Dina: Cheyenne, I had such high hopes, and have truly no idea what to take from that story.
Cheyenne: I'm just saying that you should tell Garrett how you feel because maybe he feels the same way. And if he's not willing to take a crap in the backseat of Brian's car, then.... pfft, there's no decision to make.

Sandra: You're looking at a boot? You're not a boot guy.
Mateo: I know. Everyone knows that. But I'm just seeing what's out there, because... someone's getting their ankle monitor off today!
Sandra: Oh, my God, Mateo, that's huge!
Mateo: I know, right? Girl, it has sucked! Feeling like a criminal every time I tied my shoes...
Sandra: Ooh! Why not get yourself some capri pants, too, so you can show off your ankle?
Mateo: I'd rather go back to jail.