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Pete Hansen: [Pete suddenly grabs her, and starts kissing her] What's wrong, Pookie?
Jenna: [disgusted] Pookie? Uh... Pukie! You're married!
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Lucy: [at a big party] Speaking of disasters, what is she doing here?
Jenna: Who?
Lucy: Sparkle's editor-in-chief, Trish Sackett. Twelve o'clock and headed our way.
Trish Sackett: [smug] Hi, girls. Our J. Lo issue is selling like hotcakes. How's yours doing?
Lucy: [sarcastic] My God, are things so bad you had to come to our party to eat free food? Put some crab in your purse for later.
Trish Sackett: You might want to keep some of that biting wit for your magazine. Or you could change the name "Poise" to something more appropriate, like Poison, or Pitiful, whatever's more Pathetic.
Jenna: You know what? You are rude, and mean, and sloppy, and frizzy -- and I don't like you at all.
Sara Swain
Extended Reading
