Stevie: (to Kim) Face it, you’re scared of Nikki.
T: Who isn’t?
Nikki: Hey, that’s my song!
(Nikki starts dancing)
Professor: Miss Parker, there’s no music.
Nikki: Hey, Professor. What’s with the shoe? I said burglar, not roach.
T: Man, this is whack. Come on Stevie.
Stevie: Why? This is like Jerry Springer Live.
Nikki: I’m sure she won’t miss 2 or 3 scoops… (eats ice cream) Mmm, or 4 or 5.
Nikki: I thought you said you had my back.
Kim: I can see from here.
Kim: I hope he doesn’t go into my underwear drawer.
Nikki: Why? What’s in there?
Kim: Uh… underwear?
Nikki: Oh my god, it’s Vince!
Kim: That’s terrible. Who’s going to do the patrols now?
Professor: Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?
(Nikki whispers in Professor’s ear)
Professor: Well, I guess not.
Kim: So, when are you going to move your stuff out?
Nikki: Oh, I was going to ask you the same thing.