Shane? Thank God, somebody sane. Well, sane-ish.
I just—we were talking, and we fell asleep. I swear, we didn’t, um—’’‘‘Yeah, you’d better not have ummed.
Eve: She told me last!Shane: Boyfriend!Michael: Landlord!Eve: Crap. Right. Next time you sell your soul to the devil, I get first contact!
Whatever, crazy chick who maybe lives here and maybe also breaks into Michael's house when they're all gone. I'm out. Have a nice delusion. -Shayne
It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.
Great, Shane said. Look i'd rather not be on janitorial duty. I have allergies to cleaners.
Better be, Eve said. She mock-bit at his finger. I could totally date somebody else, you know.And I could rent out your room.And I could put your game console on eBay.Hey, Shane protested. Now you're...
I don’t see a way in, Eve whispered.Why are you whispering? Myrnin whispered back. Vampires can hear us, anyway.
Stop being so...Charming?Attractive?Irresistible?I'm going with arrogant.
No, not you two. Stay here.''Does he just not get how unfair and sexist that is?' Eve asked. 'Men.''You really want to go first?''Of course no. But I'd like the chance to to go first.
Hannah leaned against the wall. 'Mind if I call shotgun?''Since you're carrying one? Feel free.
We're clear, she said. You're kind of a psycho. I get that
Okay, this was kissing. Serious kissing. Not just a kiss before moving out, not a good-bye, this was Hello, sexy, and wow, she’d never even suspected that it could feel this way.
As she turned to concentrate on the portal, Eve tugged on Claire's shirt. What?Ask him where he got the boots.You ask. Personally, Claire wanted the vampire bunny slippers.
What was your name again?Still Eve.No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.
Me neither, Shane put in. Homie don’t play that.I wonder, sometimes, if your generation speaks English at all, Amelie said.
What about e-mail? It is e-mail, yes? Morley asked, leaning even closer. E-mail is a kind of electronic letter. It travels through the air. He seemed very smug that he knew that. Well, not exactly, an...
Oh -- who's the Queen?Her, of course. The White Queen. You're just like Alice, you know. Down the rabbit hole with the Mad Hatter.
Faster! Shane yelled. Eve hit the gas hard, and whipped around a slower-moving van. The firing ceased, at least for now. You see why I didn't want you to stop?Okay, your father is officially ! Eve yel...
Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?