Yeah girl, I could take you to the ball, or I could bring the ball to you...
Your pitch must have hit me because I'm feeling a little faint.
I'm the type girl that'll let you score behind home plate.
Gun DAM, you are FINE girl!
Why don't we go back to my place and find my Dragonballs?
Without you I feel like I'm in Azkaban and dementors are sucking away my soul.
I've been whomping my willow thinking about you.
Do you want to head to the Shrieking Shack? We could do some shrieking of our own.
Come on, let's do it Hippogriff style!
Hey sweetie, they call me "White Lightning." Care to find out why?