All I'm saying is that I understand if the novelty's worn off and you want to get off the carousel ride now before it kills you.

You've got a thing for Donovan Caine. You have ever since you killed Ingles, his partner, and he went all dogged and determined on you.

Don't you agree, fuzzball?

Well, what did you have for lunch?” I snapped. “Surely that’s not top secret superhero information.” “Steak with mashed potatoes and a side salad,” Striker replied. “And a piece of chocolate cheesecake for dessert.” I gave up on conversation after that. I was too jealous of the cheesecake to continue.

The two men eyed each other. Assessing strengths. Looking for weaknesses. Measuring dicks once again

I know that maniacal twinkle in your eye. You're up to something Gwen," he said.

Burn, baby, burn,” she muttered in a hard, satisfied voice. I cleared my throat. “As much as I hate to interrupt the supreme satisfaction you’re taking in watching the mansion blaze to the ground, I’d really like to get out of here before the whole house collapses on top of us.