"Frank! Over here, buddy!"
"He's so cool!"
"Now, before we pack up, I need a volunteer to look after Frank this weekend while I'm out of town."
"Yes!"
"Way to go, Lincoln!"
"Frank needs to be fed twice and under no circumstances should he be let out of his cage."
"Unlike me this weekend."
What did she mean by that?
"See ya Monday, Mrs. Johnson!"
"There they are! The cutest twins in the world!"
"What in Schrödinger's Cat?!"
"Lynn! Freeze!"
"We're playing Freeze Tag? Cool!"
"Really digging what you're laying down there, sis."
"What are you doing with my fake spider?"
"What are you doing, you weirdo?!"
"Don't worry. I won't tell me."
"See? I know nothing. Just making a smoothie."
"Wait! You're lactose intolerant!"
"No I'm not. I'm tolerant of everyone. Whether they lack toes or not."
Luna traps Frank under a pot.
"Ha! Nice try, Luan, but I'm not falling for another one of your fake spiders. Though, this one looks pretty real."
"WORST SURPRISE PARTY EVER!!!"
"Or for a little more money, Mahogany."
"We are gathered here to mourn the untimely passing of Frank the Tarantula, a pet beloved by all."
Leni overhears Lincoln realizing his mistake.
"Ew! Gross, Lana! Show some respect!"
Lincoln finds out that it's just a hairball.
The girls and Clyde volunteer to help Lincoln.
"I hope someone can exterminate this ugly spider!"
What's the matter? Afraid of a little rubber spider?"
"The scary spider went in there."
"Kids. They can be so juvenile."
"Hold it right there, mister! If you exterminate this spider, you'll exterminate this boy's future! Everyone will think he's a spider killer and no one will ever trust him again! Do you really want that on your conscience?"
"I mean, this one's kinda cute."