Lincoln: "Lisa, please! You can't tell! I don't want everyone getting involved."
Lisa: "Don't worry. I do not have enough room in my brain for this kind of tomfoolery."
Lincoln: "Eh, before you go, can you at least tell Lily, cause you have the tendency to transfer 'tomfoolery' to someone else."
Lisa: "And why would I comply to your demand?"
Lincoln: "What if you transferred it to Leni or Lynn? You know that they have...ample room."
Lisa: "Very well. I shall communicate with my young roommate sibling." (walks away)
Lori: "When a girl picks on you, that could only mean one thing: She likes you!"
(The sisters squee)
Lincoln: "...What you guys believe...is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent squeeing, were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this house is now dumber for having listened to it. I shall head to my room