Technically, the dance worked best when done naked, but I didn't feel like prancing in the nude into Morrigan Hound's arms. I'm sure he'd be thrilled to see me.

I tried to picture a female version of Jim and got Jim in a dress instead. The image was disturbing.

If he full-out flexed, I would probably faint, or jump off the building.

He said, 'Yeah, but will I get chicks? In truckloads?

Humans tend to segregate the world: enemies on one side, friends on the other. Friends are the people we know. Enemies are the Other. You can do just about anything to the Other. It doesn't matter if this Other is actually guilty of any crimes, because it is a matter of emotion, not logic. You see angry people aren't interested in justice, they just want an excuse to vent their rage.

Kate had never met a person she didn't want to protect, preferably by hacking at the hostile parties with her sword.

The dark scary servant of all evil was on his way to rescue me. Somehow that thought failed to make me warm and fuzzy.