At the core, our motives are always self-serving, Kate. Altruism is a fog created by sly minds seeking to benefit from the energy and skill of others. Nothing more.

A tall blonde entered the room, wearing a yellow sash that marked her as advocate. Two men followed her, carrying papers. She was lean and long-legged, with a graceful neck and nice ankles, and William took a minute to watch her come down the aisle. She looked high-strung and difficult. Still, good legs. Mmm, smelled of mimosa, too. Expensive scent. Cerise smelled better, when clean.

What do you mean fainted? Took a dive, kissed the pavement. Swooned like a southern belle after her first kiss. Had a dreadful case of the vapors.

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

Just to make sure the odd humanoid aberration doesn't get away, always pin it through the nuts.

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

Settle down, Princess. It’s not my first time.