Boomhauer does not have any lines in this episode.
When Hank and the guys are at the restaurant the customers leaving the table have a bunch of stuff on the table, but when the guys get to it, it is cleared off. No way there was enough time for either them (who were walking away without taking things) or a worker, to clean the table.
After Bobby sets down the pamphlet it isn't seen again for the rest of the scene.
Luanne does not appear in this episode.
Katt: Peggy, you aren't driven by trends or fashion or snarky Web sites. You don't need to be. You are your own person. And I think that's way cool.
Peggy: Well, come to think of it, so do I.
Katt: You think Katt Savage is my real name? It's not. It's Barb Davis. And now...I'm free.
Peggy: I-I do not understand.
Katt: I knew I was drawn to you for a reason. I must've had a subconscious need to break away from all this.
Peggy: Oh... so, I am so "uncool," I snapped you out of your hip trance?
Peggy: I swear, we were not snooping, we, we were just trying to find a way out.
Katt: (sighs) I never wanted anyone to see this. I don't know,...maybe I did, since I didn't keep it locked or anything.
Bobby: You're not going to lock it now, are you?
Katt: Being as cutting edge as I am, it's a full-time job. Seriously. I wake up when it's still dark to watch the European news. Then I check in with the club kids just before they go to bed. I read 142 blogs a day, every day, every hour.
And look at me, I'm texting right now. (reads message) Huh. Wristbands are out.
Katt: Sure, all of this seems crazy. But I don't know, I guess that's the price you pay for glamor. I mean, look at this bag. It's not coming out for three months.
Peggy: I believe it. I want this bag, that collage, your life!
Katt: Trust me, you don't. See, I follow trends. All of them, no matter what-- piercings, colonics, trendy surgeries, online affairs. I've even done some street fighting.
Michael: I'm Michael.
Bobby: What if I told you my name was Amanda? It's not. It's Bobby.
Michael (laughs): You're funny. That's major.
Michael: Sorry, they use it in Britain. It means, you know, "cool." Like perfume that smells like dirt or numbers used as letters.
Bobby: Wow a whole new crop of girls! And not one of them has seen my flatulent monkey visits the post office routine.
Peggy: Am I just gonna listen to the same cassettes and wear the same clothes until I die?
Hank: Well, not if they wear out.
When Bobby and Peggy enter the party the way they pose is similar to Hip-Hop Comedy duo, Kid 'N' Play.