I'm right there with you, darlin'. Unless you step on a landmine, in which case I'm way back in the Operations Room.

Humm humm haaa. Rahmumm humm haaaa," intoned Opal, finishing her chant. "Peace be inside me, tolerance all around me, forgiveness in my path. Now, Mervall, show me where the filthy human is so that I may feed him his organs.

I never tell anyone exactly how clever I am. They would be too scared.

I'm the crazy girly captain, Remember?

A pity to survive night flights over St. Georges Channel only to crack my skull falling from a ladder.

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

...Hardly. A ragged apron does not a waiter make.