I had an appointment with a sexual deviant and I didn’t want to be late.

Getting a lecture on restraint from the woman who threw a hissy fit and blew up Babylon.

No, he just needs a moment," Curran said. "Young bouda males. Easily excitable.

On your best day, you're only as good as I am on my worst with one arm tied behind my back.

You know," she said, stirring her tea, "the fastest way to get him off your back is to sleep with him. And tell him you love him. Preferably while in bed." I smirked and the tea almost came out of my nose. "He'd run like he was on fire.

Andrea raised her hand. “This is the hand that slapped Aunt B.” “Maybe you should have it gold-plated.” “Here, you can touch it, since you’re my best friend.

Cajun stomp?" "You heard me, swamper. And keep your hands to yourself.