(Enid's mother is trying to make her to go to a werewolf conversion camp...)
Enid Sinclair: I'm not going. Not this summer. Not ever. If I'm meant to wolf out, then I'm going to do it on my own timeline and not yours. I hope that one day, you'll finally accept me for who I am.
Enid's father: I'm proud of you, kiddo. You do you.
(Enid is explaining why is there a Yeti statue at the prom...)
Lucas Walker (about Yetis): Do any go here?
Enid Sinclair: Not anymore. They've been extinct since the 1950s. Our science teacher Ms. Thornhill chaired the dance committee this year. She wanted the Rave'N to feel relevant. So our theme is climate crisis meets extinction event. But in a fun way!
Enid Sinclair: So, um, I was thinking of sneaking behind the greenhouse tonight. Supposed to be a blue moon. Only happens once every 23 years or something crazy. Should get a killer view from there.
Ajax Petropolus: Cool. Hey, have fun. You know that's where a lot of kids go to hook up, right? I mean, it could get awkward.
Enid Sinclair: Ajax! I just spent all morning flirting and hinting and trying to act cute while brushing some roadkill just so you would ask me on a date.
Ajax Petropolus: Oh! Oh! That's what you were doing. I kind of wondered when you spent so long brushing that opossum's tail. Hey, so you want to meet up behind the greenhouse tonight?
Enid Sinclair: Yes. Yes, I do. (Ajax leaves) Yes! I can't believe he asked.
Enid Sinclair (to Wednesday): Are you feeling okay? You look a little pale.
Gomez Addams: Wednesday always looks half-dead.
Enid Sinclair: Oh. Welcome to Ophelia Hall. Not a hugger. Got it.
Morticia Addams: Please excuse Wednesday. She's allergic to color.
Enid Sinclair: Oh, wow. What happens to you?
Wednesday Addams: I break out into hives and then the flesh peels off my bones.