I want you to know, my dear friend, that without you, I would not be the person I am today." He leaned in close and whispered, "I was a broken boy, and you fixed me. Thank you.

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

Other men look up and down, left and right; but men like us are different. We are visionaries.

Very well. I understand. Just ... shut up!

I'm on my feet, pacing around the room, punching a fist into my palm, which I stop doing when I realise how drama queen it feels.

Me," Artemis blurted. "I'm the nut." Artemis could have sworn the squid winked at him before bringing the five-ton chunk of spacecraft swinging down toward the morsel of meat in its blue shell. "I'm the nut!" Artemis shouted again, a little hysterically, it must be said.

Careful, Mr. Spiro, guns are dangerous. Especially the end with the hole.