Put your badass face on and follow me.

Her face looked like it would shatter any second.

She surveyed the carnage behind him. "Did you have fun?" He showed her his teeth. "Yes.

Wiggles hissed as I crossed the floor toward the throne. She fixed me with her empty hateful eyes and smelled the air, her long tongue shivering through the slit of the lipless mouth. Nice to see you too, sweetheart. Remember my cattle prod?

He caressed my cheek. "You came for me," I whispered. "Always," he told me.

So. You refuse my money, you serve me thirty-year-old Highland Park scotch, and we've been in the same room for approximately five minutes, yet none of my bones are broken. This leads me to believe that your back is against the wall and you desperately need me for something. I'm dying to know what that is.

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