That look isn’t about secrets, Tina said. He probably just has gas. Intestinal gas.
NEWT: What d’you think I should say to her, if I see her?JACOB: Oh, well, it’s best not to plan these things. You know, you just say whatever comes to you in the moment.A beat. They walk.NEWT (reminis...
I’m sorry. Were you just speaking to me? I apologize most profusely. I was distracted by the size of the sweat stains under your arms. Are you overly warm today? It seems unlikely given the cold, dead...
The color of your dress really brings out the extraordinary paleness of your skin tone. Are you unwell? Dying, perhaps?
Oh dear gods. I think my underwear just fell off. Nicole, Tina hissed. Keep your comments to yourself! Be a respectable fucking lady, for fuck’s sake!
And I’m a Foxy Lady, Tina said. Because of reasons. She stared at his chest. Everyone understood her reasons. Even me.
Lady Tina DeSilva. The president of the Ryan Foxheart Fan Club Castle Lockes Chapter. And my most mortal of enemies. Oh look, everyone. Mervin has arrived and he brought the muffins. If past experienc...
If I was straight and Tina not the bitch from hell, one would assume we were almost flirting. But I was gay and Tina was the bitch from hell. We were not flirting.
Gross. I just agreed internally with something Tina said. I reminded myself to run tests when I got home to make sure I hadn’t just been possessed by a demon.