- Gabrielle: You can't sweet-talk information out of me - wrong target.
- Petrocles: Oh, I don't know. Some people consider me the king of sweet-talk.
- Gabrielle: Well, hand over the crown, 'cause you just met your match. When I was five, I talked my parents into giving me my own pony.
- Petrocles: When I was fifteen, I talked a warlord into giving me his army.
- Gabrielle: I once talked a Cyclops out of his dinner. And I was the dinner.
- Petrocles: I talked Xena into marrying me.
- Xena: [Far from both of them] Gabrielle, why don't you walk up here with me?
- Gabrielle: You can keep your crown.