I actually watched a horror drama alone! It's just thinking about bugs and acting out. . . . ????

Cordelia Foxx: In the absence of the council, as reigning Supreme of this coven, I hereby decree... for the murders of our sister witch, Cecily Pembroke and our college, Quentin Fleming... you... Myrtle Snow, are hereby sentenced to death by fire.

Myrtle Snow: Delia, my sweet daughter, I have never been more proud.

Cordelia Foxx: Any last words?

Myrtle Snow: Only one. BALENCIAGA!

Queenie: [Detroit, 2012] Let me get a 44, extra crispy!

Irate Customer: Yo! The medium bucket is supposed to have 8 pieces. This one has only 7.

Queenie: My name is not "Yo", it's "Queenie", and you must have miscounted because I packed that basket myself.

Irate Customer: Well, you must've got a D in Math 'cause there's only 7 pieces.

Queenie: Actually, sir, I got an A in Math, all of them. Calculus, Trig, Advanced Algebra.

Irate Customer: [Sarcastically] Is that so?

Queenie: Mm-hmm.

Irate Customer: Look, I'm sure you're a genius, just give me an extra piece of chicken and I'll be done here.

Queenie: Look, pencil dick, you ate the extra piece and, now, you want a freebie!

Irate Customer: I'd like to speak to the manager, stupid fat ass!

Queenie: [Pissed] What did you call me?

Irate Customer: Get the manager!

Queenie: [Angrily] I am the manager.

Irate Customer: [She sticks her hand in the burning hot oil, with her "Human Voodoo Doll" Power transferring the pain to the customer; He screams in agony as his whole hand and forearm burn] Help! I'm burning! Help!

[He continues screaming in agony]

Nan: [Cutting to present day with Queenie recounting the incident] Did they send you to jail?

Queenie: No. There were lots of witnesses, none of them had actually seen me throw the oil. But it made the local newspaper, that's how Miss Cordelia found me.

Cordelia Foxx: You didn't want to join us at first.

Queenie: I grew up on white girl shit like "Charmed" and "Sabrina, The Teenage Cracker". I didn't know that there even were black witches. As it turns out, I'm an heir to Tituba. She was a house slave in Salem. She was the first to be accused of witchcraft. So, technically, I'm part of your tribe.

Madison Montgomery: [Sarcastically] Is this were we all sing Kumbaya?

Queenie: [Jumping to her feet, ready to fight] Bitch, I will eat you!

Cordelia Foxx: Hey hey hey! Hey! You guys have got start taking care of each other. We have enough enemies on the outside.