You were the one who hit me on the roof? I hit you on the jaw. We just happened to be on a roof at the time.

He had given me so much information, I wanted some time to absorb it all, but I didn't want to leave him. Not like this. Not ever, as long as I lived. Or until I had to get back on the case. Whichever came first.

He seemed determines, his resolve unwavering. This would take tact. Prudence. Possible Milk Duds.

I'm a virgin. But this is an old shirt. --T-SHIRT

He had threatened my parents. I had to remember that. Still, it was really hard to stay mad at a wounded naked man.

Hey, I'm going to Super Dog for a quick bite and to pass along a message from a dead guy to his girlfriend. You should come with me." "I can't go with you." "Is it because of my questionable morals?" "No, it's because it's three o'clock in the afternoon and I have to pick up Amber from school." "Oh, right. So the morals thing doesn't bother you?

Ask me about my complete lack of interest. (T-shirt)