Floote, what is going on? Do they think I am contagious? Should I assure them I was born with a nose this size?

How was I to know idiocy was only a temporary condition, especially in your case? It never has been before!

Mrs. Loontwill did what any well-prepared mother would do upon finding her unmarried daughter in the arms of a gentleman werewolf: she had very decorous, and extremely loud, hysterics.

Uh, my lord, I am not actually food. You do realize this, yes?

Really, Alexia, what could have possessed you to attach yourself to the side of the ship in such a juvenile fashion? It is positively barnacle-like.

A man was attacking me with a wet handkerchief.

No one ever explained the octopuses.