The workshop door opened and Skulduggery emerged. "Ryan," he said, "stop leaning on my car.

Clarabelle laughed like she'd just heard the funniest thing ever. "Of course you HOPE you won't die, Valkyrie! Who would HOPE to die? That's just SILLY! But you probably WILL die, that's what I'm saying. Don't you think so?

Wait, do they even know I'm coming with you?" "No. But they like surprises. Almost always.

You're late,' he said. 'I'm beautiful.' 'You're always beautiful.' 'I'm always late too.

I should go in alone," Valkyrie said, speaking loudly to be heard. "If we both go in, it'll look to official." "So I'll just stay out here?" Skulduggery asked. "But what'll I do? There's no one to talk to. It's boring." "You're standing on the roof of a train," Valkyrie pointed out. "If you find this boring, you really need your head examined. Just wait here. I'll do what has to be done and I'll be find out. "Fine," he said, sounding grumpy. "Don't be long.

The workshop door opened and Skulduggery emerged. "Ryan," he said, "stop leaning on my car.

They faced each other. 'I'm going to enjoy this,'Melancholia said. 'I daresay I'm not.