Teasel: "I don't care about lady-like--its too hot to be proper."
"The heat makes me cross--just leave me alone!"
Charlie: "Could somebody get me a drink--and while you're about it, crank up the A/C."
Mrs. Beasley: "My nerves are fried, my feet smell--and you want me to be NICE?"
Mima: "Its too hot to eat and I don't want to be lovey."
Eggnog: "I like the heat, it feels good soaking into my old cat bones."
Willow: "Yes, I do need this whole space, all to myself!"