Repurposing some of the old ones I posted, bringing in some new ones and also just reposting some of my faves cause I want to.
Clarissa Cosgrove You posted this one a while back not knowing who it might fit and I think I found a match
Lowri Dempsey: You've been avoiding me.
Porphyria Dempsey: What? No.
LOWRI: You have the same look on your face as you did when you were ten and put Oz's favourite frog in the microwave.
PHYRI: I never pressed start.
Mabel Brighton: Since it's come to this, I'm going to find out everything about this guy. and if he's an asshole, I'm going to punch him!
Dorian Fisk: And if he ends up being a decent guy?
MABEL: I'll punch him gently!
Tilda MacFusty: well, I didn’t break the window. That was done by a man in a black trench coat with a hat. The same man who attacked me when I tried to stop him stealing the book.
Eugene Scamander: He attacked you?
TILDA: I disturbed him and he ran off with the book. I gave chase and he took a shot at me. So I did the only thing I could in the circumstances.
EUGENE: you called for help...?
TILDA: I stabbed him in the shoulder.
Thomas Harvey: It's our investigative office there, how do you not remember your own phone number?
Barnabas Beck:I put it under...
Thomas: Oh, my gosh. It's 555-0135.
Barbie: How do you remember our phone number?
Thomas: It's a part of the Fibonacci sequence, how do you not remember it?
Barbie: What did you just say to me?
Thomas: Fibonacci.
Barbie: You take that back!
Lowri: Porphyria’s at that age when a young girl has only one thing on her mind.
Socialite: Boys?
Porphyria: Homicide.
Eamon Dempsey. Hey, hey: [bringing the pyjamas from the bed, presenting them to her] these are pyjamas; they're to sleep in; you're to climb into them, you understand?
Lowri: [taking them, is a little tipsy] Thank you.
Eamon. And you do your sleeping on the couch, see?-not on the bed, not on the chair: on the couch; is that clear?
Lowri. Do you know my favorite poem?
Eamon. Ah, you already recited that for me. [He goes to get some blankets from the bed].
Lowri [as he lays them out on the ottoman] I refuse a rose from a couch of snows. In the Acroceraunian mountains. Keats.
Eamon. Shelley.
Lowri. Keats!
Eamon. If you just keep your mind off the poetry and on the pyjamas, everything'll be alright; see?
Lowri. It's Keats.
Eamon. I'll be- it's Shelley. I'll be back in about ten minutes.
Lowri [to his back as he goes to the door] Keats.
Agrimony Macnair: So, how have you been?
Basil Foxwood: Fine. Except for this headache. Comes and goes.
Gus Lissington: -enters the room-
Basil: Oh look, there it is.
Ben: Pfft, Ari and I don't have pet names for each other, we're cool.
Garrett: -unconvinced- Um, sure. Okay... Ben, what do bees make?
Ben: Honey?
Ari, from the other room: Yes, love?
Lycoris Dempsey: I'm having problems with a guy.
Porphyria: Like “his dead body won’t fit in your car” problems or “you like him” problems?
Lycoris: “I like him” problems.
Porphyria: Too bad, I would have actually helped you with the other one.
Ben: If I run and jump at Ari, he will almost definitely catch me.
Ben: *runs at Ari*
Ari: BEN NO I’M HOLDING COFFEE–
Ari: *drops the coffee to catch Ben*
Ari: You have to pick your battles.
Ben: I am! I'm picking all of them!
Clarissa Cosgrove You posted this one a while back not knowing who it might fit and I think I found a match
Christabel: -twirls in dark attire- how do I look?
Ozymandias Dempsey: Like a widow in mourning.
Christa: Perfect! He'll know I'm available!
Faustus Prewett: You guys do realize how insane this is, right?
Benedict Sterling: Yes.
@"Fallon Hatchitt": You call it insane, we call it Tuesday.
Faustus: It's Thursday.
Ben: Is it really?
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Barnabas Beck, Basil Foxwood, Eugene Scamander, Natsuko Foxwood, Porphyria Dempsey, Thomas Harvey, Viola Foxwood
Barnabas Beck, Basil Foxwood, Eugene Scamander, Natsuko Foxwood, Porphyria Dempsey, Thomas Harvey, Viola Foxwood