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]
Cheryl: Greeting chums! I wanted to let you know that after the three *amazing* months I just had with Toni riding our motorcycles cross-country, we’re celebrating with an epic end-of-summer pool party at Thornhill. And you’re all invited! Of course, given the fact that Archie will most likely walking the green mile while the rest of us are walking the stage at graduation, I understand if you’re not up for it. Invite whoever you want, but give them fair warning: I’m in the mood for some hell-raising. Tootles!