Zoey: Perry really does feel bad about leaving the other night.
Mo: As he should.
Zoey: And I think he was just trying to be a good dad, which he is, so maybe go easy on him.
Mo: Whose side are you on?

Zoey: I am sorry if I offended you before, but you told me the spirits gave you an ‘m’ name, and I have to know who’s hurting so badly. It’s not my mom. It’s not Max. It’s not Mo. It’s not McKenzie. It’s not Miles. Is it Miles? Why are there so many ‘m’ names? I need to know, and what if I don’t figure it out and the song switching never ends?
Nova: So let me get this straight, the only way you can identify a sad person is if they stand in front of you singing a sad song spelling out how sad they are?
Zoey: Kind of.
Nova: Despite my incredible abilities, I don’t get all of my info from the spirits. A lot of it is connecting with people, looking around, reading in between the lines.
Zoey: I thought I was doing that. You don’t think so? You think I’m relying on the songs too much, needing everybody to telegraph what they’re feeling with capital letters and jazz hands? What am I missing?

Zoey: I’m just checking on how you’re doing and feeling ‘cause if you’re sad and craving a drink but you’re worried it could lead to more drinking you could always think it.
Simon: What, worried about drinking coffee?
Zoey: No, I meant booze. Are you self-medicating with booze?
Simon: Is there something going on Zoey?
Zoey: I don’t know. Is there? You could tell me. What are you thinking? What are you feeling? You don’t even have to tell me with your mouth. You could tell me with your heart or brain. No pressure.

Zoey: You seem kind of sad. Are you OK?
Rose: Yeah, I’m OK. I’m not sad. I’m just… Have you ever kept something from somebody when you probably shouldn’t?
Zoey: I’m familiar with the concept.
Rose: It’s just I haven’t told Max that I am sober for a little over a year now.
Zoey: Good for you.
Rose: Thanks. It is good for me. I guess I just feel that he sees me as this sweet innocent girl from camp, and I had some not so great years in there, and I’m afraid he will look at me differently. Is that stupid?
Zoey: No, I understand, and I relate. There’s something major I haven’t yet told the guy I just newly started dating, and I don’t know if I should.
Rose: Well, hiding things doesn’t really seem like a great way to start something new.
Zoey: Yeah.

Zoey: He did seem fine.
Mo: Well, as Det. Olivia Benson would say, ‘He’s lying.’ That wasn’t worth it. I spilled my coffee everywhere and on me.
Zoey: What if he’s not lying, though? Is the universe messing with me? I mean the songs have never been wrong before.
Mo: Honestly, as Olivia would also say, ‘The easiest solution is always the right one.’ Sounds like to me that you need to interrogate the suspect and get him to sing again. Oh, I need my own cop show.

Zoey: I’m actually thinking of telling Simon my biggest secret.
Max: You’re gonna tell him about the powers?
Zoey: Yes. No. Maybe. What do you think?
Max: I’m not sure. I know honesty is really important but knowing you could hear my songs made everything much more complicated between us. Things never felt equal, you know?

Mo: Now where are we?
Zoey: I’ll tell you where we are, making things more complicated. You just sang country.
Mo: Oh, now I know something’s wrong ‘cause I never sing country.

Zoey: How is any of this real?
Mo: How are your powers real?
Zoey: I don’t know, but if Simon’s going to look at me the way I was just looking at Nova, then I’m never telling him about my powers.

Nova: You do not understand what it’s like to have powers, Zoey.
Zoey: Mo, how do I explain this?
Mo: You’re not the only redhead with powers.
Zoey: Just like that I guess.
Nova: How special we talking?
Zoey: I don’t want to brag, but I can hear people singing their innermost feelings through popular music.
Nova: Wow, that is interesting. Never heard that before, though I did once know a boy who had an actual eye for talent.

Zoey: This is the psychic? Is she going to read my mind, or is she going to knit me a sweater?
Mo: She’s done both for me, but she’s not a psychic. She prefers the term intuitive.

Perry: I got to go pick up something from my ex-husband.
Mo: I don’t think I’ve ever dated a divorced guy before.
Perry: Turns out this is the flip side of marriage equality.
Mo: So what are you picking up?
Perry: Oh just my kids.
Mo: As in little baby goats?
Perry: As in humans who are 9 and 7.
Mo: Oh, interesting.
Perry: That’s not something I usually bring up right away unless I like someone. Is that an issue for you?
Mo: No. You liking me, I like that part.
Perry: Well, the kids and I are kind of a package deal, and I’m in the stage in my life where I’m not just looking for some hookup. So, you have my number. Feel free to call me if I didn’t just scare you away.

Aiden: So what did you think of my song?
Zoey: It was flattering, maybe not the best choice for my birthday party, friend.
Aiden: Well, I just wanted to let you know how I felt. Since that day together, I just can’t stop thinking about you, and it probably makes no sense to you, but I keep having these melodies in my head. I feel like I'm being haunted by music.
Zoey: Wow, yeah, that’s wild.
Aiden: So are we gonna…
Zoey: It’s not gonna happen.
Aiden: Right, ‘cause your friends are all here, and you have to play host. I get it. Call me later.
Zoey: No, we’re not going to happen. You are a very free-spirited young man, and I am about to be 30. So, we’re just in different places.
Aiden: Right, OK, very well. Good luck finding another Australian boyfriend who plays guitar and has this hair.