"I'm BAAAAAACK. And I'm subtle."
"Please keep me away from Lindsay, you guys. I'm an Oscar nominee. Even if I am in costume as a depressed figure skater."
"Hey guys! Can't wait. WON'T stop. No, I'm not quoting myself. I literally can't stop to talk to you because I'm trying to avoid Lohan and she's right over there. I'll talk to you at the next one. Can't promise I'll be wearing such cute pants again, though."
"My outfit is fine, i guess. I might call it uninspired, but it's not actively BAD or anything, right? But my HEAD looks GREAT. Talk to me about my hair, Lindsay! No, really, I'm feeling charitable. Come over and chat. I know what it's like to be....okay, I don't know anything about what it's like to be you, but whatever. I need friends. I can be the Joey Potter to your Abby Morgan. It'll be fun. We'll stay away from open bodies of water."