If the sky could dream, it would dream of dragons.

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

Rose pictured him standing at the boundary of the Ogletree house in that enormous fur cape, with a giant sword sticking over his shoulder, roaring at the top of his lungs and then being upset that nobody came out, and laughed.

Enough," Curran said. An unmistakable command saturated his voice. Jim clicked his mouth shut. I crossed my arms. "I'm sorry, is this the part where I fall to my knees and shiver in fear, Your Furriness? Silly me, I didn't get the memo.

I looked at him. "You really need to work on your threats. I can't tell if you're threatening me or inviting me for tea.

Why could nothing with Kate be simple? Why couldn’t Jim ever just come by to tell me that he had bowled a perfect game or benched a personal best. Maybe finally asked that weird tiger girl out.

I prefer the term ‘sexual deviant’ myself,” Saiman said.