- Self - Contestant: She attacked the wrong one. All these chihuahuas beside me, you gonna go for the pit bull? No, ma'am.
- Self - Host: Two queens stand before me. Ladies, this is your last chance to impress me and save yourself from elimination. The time has come... for you to lip sync... for your life!
- Self - Contestant: I know have to kill this lip sync, not only to fight for my position in this competition, but to prove to these girls that have never seen me in my element that I'm an actual threat, and that if any of them go against me, its over.
- Self - Host: Well, thank you, ladies. I think we've heard enough. While you untuck in the werkroom, the judges and I will deliberate.