Lyn, I think you're the most beautiful thing that's ever walked the world, and I didn't want you to go off thinking otherwise.
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Nancy C. Mejia
Friend: Let's go somewhere else. Eddy: Where? You know I don't like places!
I don't identify as anything. I'm just me.
Lyn: I knew it. Emma: Okay. Lyn: I totally knew it. Emma: Then why didn't you say anything? Lyn: Why didn't you say anything? Emma: When do we ever say anything? Lyn: God, that's so true. That's sad, we should say stuff.
Lyn: Emma, why is it all so complicated? Emma: Because you make it complicated, Lyn. You're a full-on agent of chaos. Lyn: No, it like follows me. It's a scientific fact: I can't escape drama.
Eddy: I'm not stupid, Emma. Are you trying to sell the building without telling me? Emma: I got an offer I think we should consider. Not from Nelson, but it is something we should consider. Eddy: I told you from go, I'm never selling. Emma: And what, you're gonna buy Lyn and me out with all the…
Lyn: I swear I have, like, noodles for arms. And now everyone knows about my super serious t-shirt addiction. Fedora: iPhone cases. Lyn: Sorry? Fedora: I'm a pretty serious iPhone case addict.
Lyn: Look, Karla, I'm not going to get into a big fight with you. I'm not gonna insult you or offend you — Karla: Do you love him? Lyn: I'm not doing this. Karla: You don't. I know you don't.
Marisol: I never show my legs. My pinche tomboy scars are embarrassing. Emma: Well, that's stupid. Lying, cheating, being a bully, those are things to be ashamed of. But scars... they're maps of who you are. Marisol: Like tattoos you didn't choose.
I've never been good at the whole telenovela thing.
Lyn: You know what I hate? That you're here thinking that I'm the Maleficent of the story, that I made this happen all by myself. I didn't. Karla: No, I know. That's the part that sucks so bad. He's so fucking infected with you.