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.

What's with the cute shoelace on your head?" "What this?" He flicked the end of the cord with his finger. "Yeah. Rambo called, he wants his bandana back.

Were you watching me sleep? Because I thought we agreed that's creepy.

Nice plan. Take the gullible outsiders, walk them around for a bit, then feed them to the giant tortoise.

Georgie, stop trying to resurrect the shoes. They were never alive in the first place.

Is he a scumbag in training?” Richard glanced at the gunman. “At least have the decency to hold the gun properly, you fool. If you don’t know how, pass it to someone who does. I’m not going to suffer being shot at by anything less than a full- fledged lowlife. (Richard)

Cute. I think I would prefer to be stabbed in the eye rather than be called cute.