Shane lowered his glasses on his nose and gave me his version of a severe stare. I leaned a little toward Luther. "Is this the part where I faint in fear?" Luther bit his lip. "He might also accept falling to your knees and holding your hands in humble supplication. Makes it easier for him to slap the cuffs on.

We can do subtle," I assured her. "It's our middle name," Andrea added. For some odd reason Rene didn't look convinced.

Great, now I’ve turned into a manga character who repeated everything everyone said.

A ghastly attempt at a smile, sure to send any normal person to a therapist.

Aha," Andrea said. "I'm going to ignore that you just referred to yourself as 'sugar woogums'.

... That would be like stepping in front of a moving train and saying, 'Hey, honey, come stand next to me.'" I hopped off the wall and stood next to him. "Anytime." He just looked at me. "I've never killed a train before. It might be fun to try.

I would not leave you. I'll be there. Wherever you want 'there' to be.