Citizen's arrest," he said. "Well, that, and Patch told me to.
You’re impinging on my private space,” I said, inching backward. Patch gave a barely-there smile. "Impinging? This isn’t the SAT, Nora.
Girl, I'm going to show you the bear in hug.
You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get Marcie. She likes ordering people around. She'll be a natural.
The higher up, the harder the fall.
Gosh, it was nice talking to you, but I’ve got a lot of things I’d rather be doing. Like sticking my hand in the garbage disposal.