Miss Temminnick, you are in receipt of the highest marks we have ever given in a six-month review. Your mind seems designed for espionage. Nevertheless, you veer away from perfect in matters of etiquette. Do not let these marks go to your head; there are many girls at this school who are better than you. Our biggest concern is what you get up to when we are not watching. Because, if nothing else, this test has told us you are probably spying on us, as well as everyone around you.
Gail CarrigerThe vampire's eyes were open, and he was staring at her intently. It was as though he were trying to speak to her with simply the power of a glare. Alexia did not speak glare-ish.
Gail CarrigerRail is such an undignified way to travel. All that rapid racing about. Floating has so much more gravitas.
Gail CarrigerI may be a werewolf and Scottish, but despite what you may have read about both, we are not cads!
Gail CarrigerShe poked him in the center of his chest with two fingers to punctuate her words. โYou are an unfeelingโโpoke โโtraitorousโโpokeโโmistrustingโโpokeโโrudeโโpoke โโbooby!โ Every poke turned him mortal, but Lord Maccon didnโt seem to mind it in the least. Instead he grabbed the hand that poked him and brought it to his lips. โYou put it very well, my love.
Gail Carriger