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KID: Oh, Meitantei! Fancy meeting you here.

Shinichi: This is my house.

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CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED THIS BACK IN THE DAY OMG

Taking down the BO

Shinichi: Alright guys, I have a plan.

Shinichi: Haibara, we’ll have to use you as bait. Hattori will stay on the ground for support.

Kaitou KID: So, what will I do?

Shinichi: I’m going to blindfold you, gag you with my gun, then tie your arms and legs to a post with leather belts.

Haibara:

Hattori:

Kaitou KID:

Kaitou KID: You have my attention, please continue.

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Kaito: "It's weird, Kaito, you don't just forget to put on pants!" Uh, yeah, smartass, sometimes I do.

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Kaito: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [I'M SORRY]

Shinichi: What's that?

Kaito: Remorse code.

Shinichi: I'm even angrier now.

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Kaito: I can explain.

Shinichi: Can you?

Kaito: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.

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KID: Don't worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve.

Conan: I think you mean cards.

KID, pulling kives out of his sleeve: No, I do not.

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Hakuba: How did none of you hear what I just said?

Shinichi: I've been zoned out for the last two and a half hours.

Hattori: I got distracted about halfway through.

Kaito: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

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Hakuba: You disgust me.

Kaito, eating a kitkat sideways: I realize this and don't care.

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Kaito: The fact that make up is considered to be 'mature' and 'sexualized' implies that being a clown or mime is the sluttiest job out there.

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Kaito: I see the glass as half full, Shinichi sees the glass as half empty; that’s why we’re a good team. Aoko, on the other hand, just drinks right out of the bottle. Hakuba wonders why it has to be a glass, and Hattori usually breaks the glass by putting his feet up on the table.

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[Shinichi at a restaurant after having his body back]

Waiter: Sir?

Shinichi: The grown-up menu, for grown-ups like me.

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Hakuba: It looks awful.

Kaito: That’s because it’s on you, dear.

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Kaito and Shinichi’s Pillowtalk

Kaito’s Left Brain: Dude, what are you doing?! We’re blowing this!

Kaito’s Right Brain: Well, what were we supposed to do?! We don’t even know what made him like us in the first place!

Kaito’s LB: Fine, fine! Just calm down. The hard part’s over. As long as he doesn’t throw any curveballs, I think we’re good.

Shinichi: Sooooo… What should we do now?

Kaito’s LB: FUCK!

Kaito’s RB: What the hell is he talking about?! What comes after sex?!

Kaito’s LB: I don’t know! All the dating sims just go to credits at this point.

Kaito’s RB: Well, he asked us a question, sir! We have to say something!

Kaito’s LB: Look, just… Just say anything!

Kaito’s RB: Anything?!

Kaito’s LB: ANYTHING! Just… Say it with confidence.

Kaito: We should get married.

Kaito’s LB: NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Kaito’s RB: What?! You said say anything!

Kaito’s LB: Anything except THAT, obviously!

Kaito’s RB: I’m sorry! I don’t work well under pressure!

Kaito’s LB: *sighs* You know what? It’s fine. Forget it. We can just play it off as a joke. No harm done.

Shinichi: *tearing up* Yes. Let’s do it.

Kaito’s LB: YOU FOOL, YOU’VE DOOMED US ALL!!!

Kaito’s RB: Hey, uh, he seems pretty happy about it. Maybe he knows something we don’t!

Shinichi’s LB: Dude, why the fuck did you say yes?!

Shinichi’s RB: I. DON’T. KNOWWWWWWW!!!

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Kaito: Hey, do you think I could fit fifteen marshmallows in my mouth?

Hakuba: You’re a hazard to society.

Heiji: And a coward. Do twenty.

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Kaito: My mind is like my web browser.

Kaito: 19 tabs are open, 3 are frozen, and I have no idea where the music is coming from.

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Kaito: I'm coming in, Shinichi.

Shinichi: Kuroba. I see you’ve finally learned how to knock. Good job. Now go learn to wait until you’re given permission to enter the room.

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Shinichi: That fish is more scared than you are.

Kaito, wielding a spatula and broom: Oh, really? Did it tell you that?