“I want to do it too!” (sitting motionless)Nudge: “Nope, you stand out like a fart in a church.”Max: (muttering) “Appropriately enough.”Iggy: “What about me?” (stands still)Max: “No, you’re visible.”Iggy: “Am not!”Max: (throws a pinecone at him) “Could I do that if I wouldn’t see you?”

“You have something on your neck. What Looks like a bite mark, what were you doing out all night, anyway? Nothing. I went walking in the park. Tried to clear my head. And ran into a vampire What? No! I fell. On your neck?”

“You leave me tied up like a dog? Then you had better remember that this bitch bites!”

“Never doubt my weaseling abilities, Shadowhunter, for they are epic and memorable in their scope.”

“[In the Universe it may be that] Primitive life is very common and intelligent life is fairly rare. Some would say it has yet to occur on Earth.”

“You won’t even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then?””I’ve a knife in my boot,” she said, and then wondered, for a moment, if she could throttle a moose with her bare hands.”

“I still don’t belong to anyone – I am mine.”

“You look as scary as a buttered muffin.”

“Getting married is like trading in the adoration of many for the sarcasm of one.”

“What is Man? Man is a noisome bacillus whom Our Heavenly Father created because he was disappointed in the monkey.”

“Now what state do you live in?”Denial.”

“I hugged him without any kind of fear or self-consciousness, fiercely, with a rush of emotion that almost brought tears to my eyes.”I could kiss you!” Chubs cried.”Please don’t!” I gasp out, feeling his arms tighten around my ribs to the point of cracking them.”

“Your stepfather? I’d like to meet him.”Oh no… why?”I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”Christian unlocks the door, his mouth in a grim line.”Are you ashamed of me?””No!” It’s my turn to sound exasperated. “Introduce you to my dad as what? ‘This is the man who deflowered me and wants to start a BDSM relationship’. You’re not wearing running shoes.”

“Did he just rip out the engine?” I asked.”Yes”, Saiman said. “And now he is demolishing the Maserati with it.”Ten seconds later Curran hurled the twisted wreck of black and orange that used to be the Maserati into the wall.The first melodic notes of an old song came from the computer. I glanced at Saiman.He shrugged. “It begged for a soundtrack.”

“I thought it sounded a bit like Percy singing… maybe you’ve got to attack him while he’s in the shower, Harry.”