Mia Hall: I don't know, when he comes offstage I just wanna... lick the side of his face.
Kim: Oh... baby.
Mia Hall: There are two types of people in the world, Kim. Those who like real coffee, and those who like froufrou drinks with ridiculous names.
Kim: Um, wow. You know, I'm not ashamed to be a cinnamon-spice chai latte lover. Thank you very much.
Mia Hall: Yeah, well, it kind of smells like Christmas threw up in your mug.
Kim: Fine by me.
Mia Hall: Isn't it amazing how life is one thing and then, in an instant it becomes something else. Like here I am, Mia, the girl who thinks about the cello and Adam, and whether I get a stupid letter or not, and just like that.
Denny: Guys play music for two reasons. To get laid, and because they got rage. But mostly to get laid.
Mia Hall: You wrote me a song.