Can we please focus? We are supposed to be professionals." Holly said. "Not me!" said Orion cheerily, "I'm just a Teenager with hormones running wild and may I say, young fairy lady, they're running wild in your direction.

The two of them went down in a heap, with not even a turkey to break their fall.

It's like learning to ride a unicorn. You never forget.

Look at those two. Wasting time. You wouldn't catch me doing that.

Chaos reigned, and the survivalists eagerly unwrapped the kidskin from their crossbows. Phase one of Opal's plan was complete.

I wear a name tag to help people find me. It saves time when you're dealing with idiots.

He took a deep, shuddering breath. "Okay. I said it, it's out there. And I am fine now. So let's move on, shall we? What's the plan?