//During 6th lunch in the Chem Help side room, while groups are frantically trying to finish their P-Chem lab //Cathy is dumping excess chemicals into a beaker Shubham: Hey, isn't that my group's beaker? It says Mukund on it. Cathy: Oh, this is the waste disposal beaker. Shubham: So Mukund is a chemical disposal beaker now? Cathy: Yep.
Cathy: Do you eat vegetables? Eric: Do I eat vegetables? Yeah, I eat cheese.
Cathy: Wait, you got a haircut, too?! Eric: It's preparation for USAMO. Cathy: I see. Magnet cult rituals.
//Cathy doesn't have any lunch and Brian Ko has been digging through his lunch box for spare food. In the process, he takes out a couple condiment packets. Brian: Sorry, I don't have any food for you... //Bendeguz walks over and picks up a condiment packet Bendeguz: It's okay, just have this packet of soy sauce. Cathy: That's ketchup...
//Ms. Backus is subbing in for Duval. Backus: I need you to write your names REALLY BIG, my eyes aren't as good as they used to be. Cathy: Ugh...
//After ranting about some chicken connection to Looney Tunes that none of the students understood Duval: Come on, guys! Where's all your chicken knowledge? Cathy: In my stomach.
//In Analysis 1A, Cathy is trying to get Matthew's attention from across the room Cathy: Hey Matthew, I need your help. Matthew! Turn around! MATTHEW! What does it take to get someone to turn around? BOZO! Matthew: *finally turns around* Huh?
//Cathy is helping debug Sarah's program in ADSB Cathy: I think your problem is that the condition for one of your if statements is flipped. Sarah: Oh I know! I probably flipped one of those equal sign thingies!
//Preparing an English skit about the magnet teachers. Cathy is the only Chinese girl in the class. Cathy: I'm not your stereotypical sweet little Asian girl. I'm a tiger. //A few seconds later Cathy: Here's a headline: "Walstein Meets Tiger Mom".
//In Science Bowl practice, after a question distantly related to pine cones Avikar: Didn't you ever throw pine cones at people when you were a kid? Cathy: No. After a pine cone fell on my head from a tree when I was little, I was done with pine cones for the rest of my life. Sam: Did you make any genius discoveries after that? Cathy: It wasn't an apple. It was a pine cone. //A few moments later Sam: Was it a pineapple?