Rosa: What is my favorite soup?
Amy: Chicken noodle.
Gina: Potato leek.
Charles: Corn frickin' noodle. I mean, chowder, damn it.
Rosa: You're all wrong. I've never had soup.
Gina: Don't bother. They all suck.

Gina: Jake, he is a sea witch in disguise. Do not sing into his shell.
Jake: I have no idea what you're talking about right now.
Gina: Oh, little mermaid. What have you done?

Gina: Forget your ex with meaningless sex. It rhymes because it's true.

Rosa: Hey, Gina just texted me. She said, "Weird, I didn't even realize they were dating. JK, so happy for you bitches."

Gina: Move over please, I do have a wedding to plan. Because if this thing's happening, it's not going to be a Boyle Bros event. For starters, all the bridesmaids are going to be dressed like Roseanne from the television show Roseanne.
Charles: Oh, I like that show.

Gina: You just made Earth lame, and that is my house.

Gina: Hey, I was going through your calendar for some reason.
Captain Holt: It's your job.
Gina: Right.

Gina: Terry, I have already received your praise. I'm clearly fishing in another pond right now.

Gina: Ugh, constantly getting Holt's approval is the worst.
Amy: Yes. I can only imagine.

Gina: So there's Carrie, Miranda, Charlotte, and Samantha, but New York City is really the fifth character.

Gina: You think you can just bully people, but you can't. It's not okay. I'm the bully around here. Ask anyone.

Gina: That guy? No way. He yelled at me when I asked him the same question about Jay-Z three times in a row.
Captain Holt: Why does that matter?
Gina: Because whoever takes this IT job is going to have to deal with Hitchcock asking him how to log in to his email every single day forever. How do you think Professor Short-fuse is going to handle that?

Gina: "Orange Jake", going once, going twice.
Rosa: I'll show you a picture of me in high school. There is side-pony.
Gina: Rosa coming in hot! Rosa coming in hot!

Rosa: Okay, Nikki won't talk to cops. So we've got to send someone in as a customer. Get her to open up, start gossiping.
Gina: Send me. I'm a gossip surgeon. I can get anything out of anyone.
Sergeant Jeffords: You can't go undercover, you're not a cop.
Gina: How am I not a cop, Terry? 'Cause I don't have a badge? Being a cop is a state of mind.
Sergeant Jeffords: It's definitely not.

Gina: What's going on, Sarge? You find that leak yet?
Sergeant Jeffords: Yes. I'm hiding behind a coffeemaker, spying on everyone in this office, because I found the leak.
Gina: Aww, Terry. Sarcasm is not a good look on you. But you know what would be? A really tight Henley.