Cheryl: Ummm, did you have a lobotomy for breakfast? You’re wearing my signature color! Toni: You don’t own the color red. Red existed before you. Cheryl: Not at Riverdale High. Here, I invented red. I am red. [Cheryl snaps her fingers and two girls stand behind her] Cheryl: Sorry, but this school is not big enough for the both of us, faux-pink lady. And I was here first. Go to Centerville High or Westerberg, I don’t care. But you have until first bell Monday to clear every trace of yourself out of these halls. Copy? [Cheryl flips her hair in Toni’s face and walks away]
Veronica: What the hell is a "Sticky Maple"? Kevin: It's kinda what it sounds like. It's a Riverdale thing. Veronica: No, Kevin, it's a slut-shaming thing. And I'm neither a slut nor am I going to be shamed by someone named, excuse me, Chuck Clayton! Does he really think he can get away with this? Does he not know who I am?! I will cut the brakes on his supped-up phallic symbol.