Bubbly is bogus.
You young things are too easily persuaded by the touch of lips.
I love my virginity to the apocalypse.
I'm a girl.When Deryn opened her eyes, the lady boffin was staring at her with no change of expression. Indeed, she said.Deryn's mouth feel open. You mean you...Did you barking ?I had no idea at all....
Run and hide. We're on our way.
Tally really didn't have the strength to explain that she'd really meant her hangover, which was sprawled in her head like an overweight cat, sullen and squishy and disinclined to budge.
Lace: Are you saying that your fat-ass cat has turned me into a vampire?Cal: Um, maybe?
God, you mean I lost my virginity to the apocalypse?!
People only worry about the uncanny for about a week; that's the end of their attention span. After that, suspicions turn into shtick.
Jen's an impact player, a spoiled brat, a royal pain-in-the-ass, and she rewires me like nothing else.
Probably? So you're asking me to trust my life to steel wool and peanut butter?Poisoned peanut butter.Cal, I don't care if it's nuclear peanut butter.