What’s wrong with you? Are you ill? I forbid you to be ill, wife.

Stop playing verbal games with me, madam, or I shall go out into that ballroom, find your mother, and bring her here

Biffy said, off the cuff, "Or we could find a replacement queen." "Volunteering for the position?" "Why, Professor, is that wittiness I detect?" "Only for you." "Charmer." Biffy tapped him on the arm playfully.

No one ever explained the octopuses.

...you have been fraternizing with warewolves overmuch! Military men can be terribly bad for one's verbal concatenation!

I had a recent delivery of new fashion plates from Paris, and you hardly glanced at the hairstyles. My husband tells me you are still having difficulty controlling the change. And your cravat has been tied very simply of late, even for evening events.

I love him so very much. As Romeo did Jugurtha, as Pyramid did Thirsty, as-" "Oh, please, no need to elaborate further," interjected Alexia, wincing. "But what would my family SAY to such a union?" "They would say that yours hats had leaked into your head," muttered Alexia, unheard under her breath.