Fred: Uh, Shaggy, we have a visitor.
Shaggy: Then, like, why is nobody saying hello?
[he and Scooby turn and around to see the beautiful banshee and run behind Velma and Madelyn]
Velma Dinkley: [sarcasticly] Uh-huh. Bravest of heroes.
Daphne: So, that's the banshee? She doesn't look scary.
Fred: [dazed] Yeah, she kinda looks pretty.
[the banshee suddenly screams and morphs into a hag]
Velma Dinkley: It's great to see Mads again, but we don't seem to have that much in common. Just between you and me, she's kind of a nerd.
Daphne: No kidding.
Velma Dinkley: Once she gloms onto something, there's no stopping her. She's always overanalyzing every little thing that attracts her attention.
Velma Dinkley: There's some gritty residue on the floor. Could be a clue.
Daphne: It's rosin. Dancers put it on their shoes.
Velma Dinkley: I knew that.
Daphne: [sarcastic] Yeah, you and your sister are like night and day.
Shaggy: [to gryphon] I totally command you by the powers of Houdini, the Wizard of Oz and, um, the English kid with the glasses, to put us down!