- Salem Saberhagen: [re Sabrina's new curvaceous figure] If you're here, who's co-hosting the Country Music Awards?
- Roxie King: [enters, with Morgan following] Sabrina, can we...?
- [sees that red dress and ample figure]
- Roxie King: Wow! What's up with this get-up?
- Sabrina Spellman: Oh, well, uh, Roxie, I would expect you of all people to know. I have adopted this outrageous look to make a statement about society's unreasonable expectations of female beauty.
- Morgan Cavanaugh: Oh, she's telling women to be prettier.
- Roxie King: No, Morgan, it's a feminist protest. Way to go, sister,
- [really getting into it]
- Roxie King: Burn your bra!
- Sabrina Spellman: [looking down wryly at her enhanced cleavage] Yeah, well, if I did, you could see the smoke in Baltimore.
- Salem Saberhagen: [re Sabrina's new figure, as she totters out the room] Oh, she's got what the man wants.
- Stan: [now very attentive waiter] So, something to start?
- Sabrina Spellman: Uh, three lemonades, please.
- Stan: I'll squeeze them myself.
- [off to the kitchen]
- Sabrina Spellman: Wow, what got into him?
- Roxie King: What got into him is what got into you.
- Clive Ryder: [after Sabrina's heartfelt speech about not judging people by their appearances] I like you. When you're angry, you jiggle.
- Morgan Cavanaugh: [has her eyes on British band's drummer] You know what? I am gonna go send him an e-mail.
- [runs up the stairs]
- Roxie King: Just wait. In five minutes, she'll ask for an English-to-British dictionary.
- Sabrina Spellman: [in restaurant] A word of warning, the service here is really slow.
- Stan: [waiter instantly there for pretty Tina] I'm sorry, Miss. Uh, would you like a table? A menu?
- Tina: Just a cup of coffee to go.
- Sabrina Spellman: Uh, can I get a glass of water?
- [is ignored]
- Stan: [to Tina] I'll grind the beans myself.
- [rushes off to the kitchen]
- Sabrina Spellman: [calling after departing waiter] Or anything heavy to throw at you.
- Roxie King: Ooh, you look different from up close without your makeup, and... uh, apparently, your... wig.
- Clive Ryder: So, girls, shall we go grab a bite?
- Morgan Cavanaugh: You go ahead.
- Roxie King: I... I don't know. I have a lot of... hair to wash.
- Sabrina Spellman: [caught crawling trying to make her escape] Hey, while I'm down here, you want a pedicure?
- [self-conscious giggle]
- Annie: Okay, I know I suggested you change your appearance, but I'm not sure the Pamela Anderson look is the image you want.
- Sabrina Spellman: [referring to her new assets] Oh, these aren't mine. I'm, uh, carrying them for a friend. Gotta go!
- [scampers off on too-high heels]
- Cole Harper: Sabrina, what happened to you? You got such big...
- [catches himself]
- Cole Harper: hair.
- Sabrina Spellman: Yeah, it's a new shampoo. Uh, they say it adds body.
- [self-conscious giggle]
- Cole Harper: And they're not lying.
- Sabrina Spellman: Yeah,
- [sheepish:]
- Sabrina Spellman: maybe I shouldn't rinse and repeat.
- [giggles]
- Sabrina Spellman: Guys, I really don't feel like going out like this.
- Morgan Cavanaugh: Are you kidding? If I had a figure like that, I'd wanna show it off. Heck, I'd be married to an eighty-year-old billionaire by now.
- [last lines]
- Leonard: [as Sabrina sits at her desk wearing open-toed high heels] Nice shoes. Are those Prada?
- Sabrina Spellman: Oh, they're knock-offs. Fraud-a.
- Leonard: The wedgie style really... shows off your arches. And the strap, uh, hugs the curve of your instep.
- [smiles, then gets really on a roll:]
- Leonard: Has anyone ever told you you have stunning toe cleavage?
- Sabrina Spellman: [humors him, smiles] No. Thanks.
- [as Leonard sits there as if butter cannot melt in his mouth, hidden camera, aimed at Sabrina's feet, clicks underneath her desk]
- Sabrina Spellman: Leonard! Hand that over!
- [he dashes off, with her in pursuit]