He kissed me, and I pulled my personal psycho into bed with me.

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

Would you like to assist me with my choice of underwear as well?” My sarcasm whistled right over his head. “I would be delighted. While I’d love to see you in a balconette bra, I’m afraid for this particular occasion I would have to go with a foam-lined seamless due to the tight fit of the garment across your breasts . . . Perhaps I could come over and review what you have available . . .

In there?' She nodded. 'You want us to go into the tortoise?' Another nod. 'It's alive.' Another nod.

You know anything about investigative work?" "Sure. Annoy the people involved until the guilt party tries to make you go away.

She had wailed loudly enough to wake the dead and make them call the cops.

People can snap. People have a limit. And some people are just plain nuts.