Sh!t. F_ck sh!t.'.... 'Sh!t f_ck would have also been accepted.

You sure you don’t want to kiss me good-bye, baby?

Living in your dreams meant bitter disappointment when you woke up.

Lyc-V is a jealous virus. It exterminates all other invaders with extreme prejudice.

I've got a gig," Jim said. I sat up in my bed, wide-awake. A gig was good- I needed the money. "Half." "Third." "Half." "Thirty-five percent." Jim's voice hardened. "Half." The phone went silent as my former Guild partner mulled it over. "Okay, forty." I hung up.(...) The phone rang. I let it ring twice before I picked it up. "Fine." Jim's voice had a hint of a snarl in it. "Half.

Help me, I can’t breathe, your ego is pushing all the air out of the room.

I was a knight," Andrea said. "I'm not just going to start shooting every dickhead who mouths off to me." "Just making sure." "Besides, if I shot him, I'd do it so nobody could trace it back to me. I'd shoot him somewhere remote, his head would explode like a melon, and they would never find his body. He would just vanish.