Boo-hoo. Help me, I'm a girl. What kind of modern woman are you? A smart one.

You wouldn't know a clue if it danced in front of you with a T-Shirt that read 'I'm a clue

I'm LEP. A captain. No rent-a-cop gnome is going to stand in the way of my orders.

Ma was using her for-company voice. Sweet on the outside but with an underlying death threat.

Don't hate me forever, Arty," whispered Holly. "I couldn't bear that.

Grab some caviar from the kitchen. You wouldn't believe the muck they feed us in Bartleby's for ten thousand a term.

When the moment comes, will you take your chance to be a hero?