What is wrong with you? Many, many things.

Put your badass face on and follow me.

The vampire stared at me, his mouth slack as Ghastek assessed his options. I took a couple of forms from my desk, put them into the vamp's mouth, and pulled them up by their edges. "What are you doing?" Ghastek asked. "My hole puncher broke." "You have no respect for the undead.

You slept with Curran and you didn’t tell me? I’m your best friend.” “It didn’t come up.” “How disappointing for you.” Ha-ha. “That’s not what I meant.

They hold a grudge like it was their family treasure.

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.

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