Phineas: I'm sorry, Isabella. I thougth this time this would work. Should we go somewhere else?
*1 month together*
Isabella: It's okay, this isn't that bad, besides, the food is really good.
Buford: I'm sorry, my mouthguard fell on Isabella's plate. Can I get it back?
Isabella: Okay, let's go.
Isabella: I know he has good intentions, and I loved his gift but...
Isabella: Sometimes I wonder if he can truly understand what a girl wants...
Isabella: But, well, is there a guy in the world that can perfectly understand the complex desires of a girl? if that's the case, he'd be a girl.
Isabella: Have a nice day, Pinky! See you in the afternoon!!
Phineas: Good morning, everybody!! After a great weekend today starts a great day of school!!
Linda: What is "good" about today?
Lawrence: Please, don't say anything to your mother. Candace was calling her all night long asking about morning sickness and then called at 5am asking if she knew any chinese restaurant. Apparently, she was craving for mongoliant meat with meant ice cream.
Phineas: I see, I'm sorry for mom.
Phineas: Since Candace knew about her pregnancy, she's taking that weird-cravings-thing very seriously.