“Wrath: What the hell are you supposed to ask?Rhage: I know! Who do you like the most? It’s me right?Come on, you know it is. Come oooooonnnnn-Butch: If its you,, I’ll kill myself.V: No, that just means she’s blind.Rhage: It has to be me.V: She said she didn’t like you at first.Rhage: Ah, but I won her over, which is more than anyone else can say about you, hot stuff.J.R.: I don’t like anyone the bestWrath: Right answer.Rhage: She’s just sparing all of you feelings. (grins, becoming impossibly handsome) She’s so polite.J.R.: Next question?Rhage: Why do you like me the best?”

“She wondered if it was her stupid mother, the goddess of love, messing with her thoughts. If Piper started getting urges to read fashion magazines, she was going to have to find Aphrodite and smack her.”

“I’ve never created a riot before. I did cause a brawl at the last formal. A large number of young women there actually arrived with the expectation of seducing me into matrimony, and a couple of their mothers came to blows. It was hilari—I mean, dreadful. Simply dreadful.”

“When you get a thing the way you want it, leave it alone.”

“Take care of the sense and the sounds will take care of themselves.”

“Politics is not a bad profession. If you succeed there are many rewards, if you disgrace yourself you can always write a book.”

“You look disappointed to see me, Zach,” Macey teased. “Don’t you like my jacket?”

“I let out a laugh that sounded more like the yip of a startled poodle. “Superp-powers? I wish. My powers aren’t winning me a slot on the Cartoon Network anytime soon… except as a comic relief. Ghost Whisperer Junior. Or Ghost Screamer, more like it. Tune in, every week, as Chloe Saunders runs screaming from yet another ghost looking for her help.”Okay, superpower might be pushing it.”

“She frowned at me. “You need some rest. You look like hell. And you’re obviously tired enough to have gotten the giggles.”Wizards don’t giggle,” I said, hardly able to speak. “This is cackling.”

“Ford carried on counting quietly. This is about the most aggressive thing you can do to a computer, the equivalent of going up to a human being and saying “Blood…blood…blood…blood…”

“We need to gather everyone we can.Damien scoffed. Uh, boss, hate to be a pall, but I think everyone we can gather is currently in this room.Sin paused to look at Simi, Xirena, Damien, Kat, Kish, and Xypher. It was a pitiful number of defenders. But it was all the world had. In that case, we need to seriously arm ourselves.Damien crossed himself. Hail Mary, full of grace-What are you doing? Kish asked. You’re not Catholic.Yeah but I’m feeling really religious all of a sudden and it seemed like a good idea.”

“No, thanks,” said Harry. “The toilet’s never had anything as horrible as your head down it— it might be sick.” Then he ran, before Dudley could work out what he’d said.”

“You know how hard it is to feel like an extreme falcon-headed combat machine when somebody calls you “chicken man”?”

“I’d made the vampire cry. Great. I felt like a real superhero. Harry Dresden, breaker of monsters’ hearts.”

“One time I actually cleaned out my closet so good I ended up on the cover of Time magazine.”