Gina: Save the city, or catch your greatest enemy. You can't do both.
Emily: *COOOOOOOOOOOOUGH. COUGH. STOP SMOKING, STOP COUGHING. SIMPLE.*
Gina: what.
Emily: sorry, you're bullshit's just so strong, I'm CHOKING TO DEATH.
Gina: I wouldn't hate it if that happened.
Emily: wow, I can't believe you're known for being gay and a bitch, not for your humor.
Gina: Kill yourself.
Emily: when pigs fly, hoe bag.
Gina: Well, the author has thought of making Hazbin Hotel versions of her OCs, and is planning on yours having wings, so PIGS WILL BE FLYING PRETTY FUCKING SOON!
Emily: Hm? Oh, sorry, I dozed off. Looks like I listen to you, and my insomnia is cured!
Emily: So, before your hilarious little joke, what were you saying?
Gina: You can't do both, I said.
Emily: No, I mean the other thing.
Gina: Save the city, or catch your greatest enemy.
Emily: You think you're my greatest enemy?
Gina: Yes! You're obsessed with me.
Emily: No I'm not.
Gina: Yes you are!
Emily: No, I'm not.
Gina: Yes, you are! Who else drives you to one-up them the way that I do?
Emily: Ripper.
Gina: No, he doesn't.
Emily: Caleb.
Gina: Caleb's not a bad guy!
Emily: Then I'd say that I don't currently have 'a bad guy'. I am fighting a few different people.
Gina: What?
Emily: I like to fight around.
Gina: Okay, look, I'm fine with you fighting other people if you wanna do that, but what we have is special!
Gina: So when people ask you. "Who's your number one bad guy?" you say...
Emily: Ripper!
Gina: NO.
Emily: Caleb!
Gina: NO.
Emily: Nichelle. Wait... Emma! Owen! That hoe my dad's dating!
Gina: what the..? NO!
Emily: ...MK? Bowie?
Gina: Say that one more time.
Emily: ...Millie?
Gina: Are you just listing everyone but me now?!
Emily: Ohhhhh, now I got it!
Gina: Fucking finally.
Emily: That one person who said we'd be the ultimate hate fuck!
Emily: I mean, I don't completely disagree, and I certainly wouldn't complain, but-
Gina: AGHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Gina: Are you seriously saying that there is NOTHING special about our relationship?!
Emily: Whoa. Let me tell you something, Gina-Rina.
Folks who've read Elexa's books: the nicknameeeeeee.
Emily: I do not do 'ships'.
Mushroom-Wizard/ Emlia shippers: WHAT?!
Emily: As in 'relationships.' There is no 'us.' Emina is not a thing. Ginily is not a thing. I don't need you. I don't need anyone. You mean nothing to me. No one does.
Gina: well... if you're not obsessed with me... THEN WHY'D YOU PARTICIPATE IN THE INSULTS AT MY ELIMINATION, HUH?
Emily: You gorgeous, idiotic piece of beautiful shit, you started that entire exchange!
Gina: WHY YOU LITTLE-
