If anyone other than you had me fly halfway around the world just to keep me waiting while you were obviously lingering in bed, I’d have my driver run them over. Twice.

Some things we need to talk about, but not here. I'll see you later, darling." "No you won't, nut muffin!

You've got to try this," I told Bones, handing him the glass. "It's like Cristal and O-Negative had a love child.

I’d heard Bones threaten to beat someone with their own limb before, but I’d always assumed that was a figure of speech. Apparently not.

"Catherine." she paused. I waited, tapping my finger on my desk. Then she spoke words that had me almost falling out of my chair. "I've decided to come to your wedding." I actually glanced at my phone again to see if I'd been mistaken and it was someone else who'd called me. "Are you drunk?" I got out when I could speak. She signed. "I wish you wouldn't marry that vampire, but I'm tired of him coming between us." Aliens replaced her with a pod person, I found myself thinking. That's the only explanation

You should figure out who you are and what you need, and then don't apologize for it.

You chose to come to Paris, of all places,” Mencheres replied. So what? Got something against the French?