Hollywood is a peculiar beast - people in Hollywood are nuts.

Blood City III: The Massacre. I'd read the summary of it online, and frankly, it sounded like the directors had just decided to film my life.

Right there, in front of everyone, I threw my arms arond his neck and mashed my mouth against his. He was startled for a second, then his strong arms wraped around me so tightly I could hardly breathe. "ZOMG," I heard Nudge whisper.

"Yeah sure, why not?" i said, making a mental note to get a good look at his wings. For all I knew, they were remote-controlled and duct taped to his back.

You're my best friend, my first and only love, and the most beautiful girl I've ever seen

It’s, like, a safety bomb.” -Iggy

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.