Are you out of your mind?" It's not polite to lie to your best friend. "It's a possibility.

She could've stared into those eyes for a thousand years and never noticed the time passing by.

You look like Curran. You have that pissy exasperated look on your face.

You know what I like about you? You have no sense. You sit here in my house, you can barely hold a spoon, and you're telling me 'no'. You'd pull on Death's whiskers if you could reach them.

He'd laugh in my face, then I'd slice him to ribbons and then he'd break my neck

Jealous of the actors now, are we?" "What, of some fancy boy on the screen? Inconceivable." Oh, this was going to be good.

Too much excitement, Your Majesty?” I asked. “He was standing too close.” “He was asking about Andrea.” “Too close. I didn’t like it.” Curran wrapped his arm around my shoulders and started walking, steering me away from the group. His Possessive Majesty in all of his glory.