If I was going to go out tonight, I was going to go out fighting. Or screaming in agony. Either way.

Come here often?' I asked instead, humoring no one but myself. So it was totally worth it.

And," Amber said, practically drooling as she ogled him, "it's tradition for new arrivals to help with the pep rally." Brooklyn quirked her lips in doubt. "Tradition?" "It's a new tradition," Amber shot back. "Clearly the deeper meaning of the word has escaped you.

In three hundred feet, turn right," Darth Vader said. The Darth Vader. I felt like we were friends now. Like I could tell him anything.

Drink coffee! Do stupid things faster and with more energy!

God I loved Sammy. I’d considered marrying him, but his wife got upset when I asked for his hand.

I sort of got off on making bad guys sweat. Which was not unlike my love of making good guys sweat, just by very different means.