I’m sorry if I’m not flirting with you. I’m kind of spoken for.

"What?" He cut a grin at Kat when he saw the impressed look on her face. "Corporate espionage is my second greatest passion." "With your first being..." Kat prompted. "Gelato," Hale said, and turned back to the group.

I'm someone who doesn't have anything to lose.

She looked at him and shook her head, smiled a litle as she told him, "You are so like your father." Then she looked past me and Zach, past Bex and Abby, to where Agent Townsend sttod by the door with his arms crossed. "What do you think, Townsend, darling? Isn't he just like you?" She looked at Zach again. "I think he's just like you." And then she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

So, your dad's hot." "Thanks. He was that way when I met him, so I can't really take credit.

She'd absolutely adored the library_an entire building where anyone could take things they didn't own and feel no remorse about it.

As Buckingham talked, I couldn't help but remember that there's a reason they call us Gallagher Girls. It's not just because the youngest of us are twelve. It's also because our founder was under twenty. From the very beginning we have been discounted and discredited, underestimated and undervalued. And, for the most part, we wouldn't have it any other way.