Is that how you're going to take me? Scare me into voluntarily coming aboard, then steal my Ice Cube?" "It's always cubes with you," noted Foaly, somewhat randomly. "What's wrong with a nice sphere?

Holly, do you trust me?” Holly groaned. “Artemis, don’t ask me that. I just know one of your outrageous plans is coming.” “Do you trust me?” “Yes,” Holly sighed. “I do. More than anyone.

You know you're in trouble when your own imagination starts punishing you.

Listen to me, goblin. You're stupid, let's accept that and move on.

Of course. Opal is toying with our emotions for her own gratification. Nothing more. She wishes to place herself in a position of power, emotionally.

Now before we get into anything, ladies, no scratching, no spitting and no tattling to mummy.

Satan was crouched in the corner of his office, playing a gameboy, 'Die alien scum' he was saying feverishly.