- Adam Hughes: [while listening to carolers sing "We Wish You a Merry Christmas"] What is figgy pudding?
- Wendy Walton: I don't know, but it must be pretty good if they won't go until they get some.
- Wendy Walton: It is the type of kiss that, years from now when I am suffering from dementia and drooling in my jell-o - I will be thinking about that kiss.
- [Priscilla leaves town for a few days]
- Tressa: You do know what this means, don't you?
- Wendy Walton: That the flying monkeys can breathe a sigh of relief?
- Wendy Walton: The kids are making the ornaments for the future tree today and they'll be delivered tomorrow.
- Adam Hughes: Christmas future arrives tomorrow.
- Wendy Walton: Yes, but what happens when tomorrow turns into the present and the future arrives?
- Adam Hughes: [stutters a little] OK, Stephen Hawking.
- Tressa: [setting down a toy soldier from a Christmas tree presentationally] You know, if he continues to be clueless, I'd just go crack his nuts.
- [Wendy presents party designs based on Dicken's A Christmas Carol]
- Priscilla Hall: What on earth gave you the idea that Adam would ever like such a thing?
- Wendy Walton: His first edition of The Christmas Carol.
- Priscilla Hall: Well, I own Wuthering Heights. It doesn't mean I want to live near a swamp.
- Priscilla Hall: I have a very important lunch date with Adam.
- Wendy Walton: Your traveling boyfriend is back in town?
- Priscilla Hall: Yes, for the holidays, and I intend to use this time to seal the engagement deal.
- Priscilla Hall: It's Emily's day off; I need you to take her place.
- Wendy Walton: Isn't Emily your maid?
- Priscilla Hall: She's my employee, just like you're my employee.
- Tressa: You sure he didn't recognize you? Maybe he did but, because he's boinking your boss, he didn't want to let on that he knew you in front of her.