Shepard: What have we here?
Ashley: Ah! Sir/Ma'am, I'm off duty...your voice, sir/ma'am...not so loud, pleasethankyou.
Shepard: Why are you curled up on the floor?
Ashley: Am I? Ugh, my head...so heavy...can't move.
Shepard: Ah. Enjoy your evening?
Ashley: I'll be back to work in 30...maybe 40. I swear, just give me 45 minutes, shh. Shh!
Shepard: Is it time to test the fire alarm? I think it is!
Ashley: I'll pay you a million credits not to do that, sir/ma'am.
Shepard: Two million and we have a deal.
Ashley: You're a damn space pirate.
Shepard: I could order Joker to sing to you over the comm.
Ashley: I hate you.
Shepard: 'I hate you'...?
Shepard: As you were, Williams.
Ashley: Mmm...cold floor.
(cue Death Glare from the girls)
JJ: (deadpan) Why are you yelling?
Prentiss: (deadpan) Make him stop.
Morgan: What did you guys drink last night?
Garcia: The Green Fairy. You're in the FBI, could you get the entire crowd to stop cheering?
Morgan: (amused look)
But now the morning light has come and kicked my ass.
Trapper: (mumbles) I'm not going to talk, unless you stop screaming.