I flipped down the visor so I could check myself in the mirror, and something small and heavy dropped into my lap. I froze, my breath stuck in my throat. What—? Gingerly, I looked down. It wasn’t a grenade. It was a key ring. One key was for this van. I looked at it blankly. “Well, that’ll simplify things,” Fang said.

You know, when you're right, that's all you get to be.

We're famous" iggy whispered so low that Fang could barely hear him. "So's Swine Flu" Fang whispered back.

Ari felt like, Hellooo, I have wings! I turn into a wolf! Blending is out is out of the question!

It's so strange. Everything can be going alone just great, and then one day, whack, you're blindsided-- a lousy, crammy blow you didn't see coming.

On the other hand, even a big, '80s love van was less noticeable than six flying kids and their talking dog. So there you go.

I wouldn’t trust you if you were the last life raft leaving the Titanic.”-max