Why can't we for once have a meeting in Starbucks?

Let us proceed under the assumption that the fairy folk do exist, and that I am not a gibbering moron.

Too much damned TV. Thinks he's Sherlock Holmes." "That's professor Moriarty," corrected Foaly. "Holmes, Moriarty, they both look the same with the flesh scorched off their skulls.

Mulch's tongue lolled out, resting on the centaur's neck. "Mmm," he mumbled around his tongue. "Horse. Tasty" "Let's go," said Foaly nervously. "Let's go right now.

Benny was awake again. Happened every morning.

I do like to read in bed, but because I have two kids I'm often forced to read in the bathroom.

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