Quickly, Holly," said Artemis urgently. "Follow those bubbles." Holly opened the throttle. "Now there's an order I never thought I'd hear from you.

Knock yourself out... Or rather, don't.

Onscreen, Foaly rubbed his eyelids with his index fingers. "Yeah, yeah. Here we go. Captain Short goes rogue once more. Hands up who's surprised. Anyone?

We get an apartment together, and after a whirlwind courtship you marry my sister and honeymoon in Vegas.

Yes. Because every family needs a laser for thier family jet.

Certainly, Doctor. Let's talk about your chair. Victorian?

Foaly: Anyone see you come in here? Holly: The FBI, CIA, NSA, DEA, MI6. Oh, and the EIB. Foaly: The EIB? Holly: (smirking) Everyone in the building.