Don’t make it a challenge. You know how much I like those.

Don’t make it a challenge. You know how much I like those.

Oh, baby. You have no idea what I’d do to get through those layers and down to the good stuff.

I used to murder people for money, but these days it’s more of a survival technique.

I wouldn't say hate, exactly. You're kind of like fungus, Gwen. After a while, you just start growing on people.

You do realize that the cost of that bracelet is within spitting distance of my going rate as an assassin, right?” “You mean your going rate back when you were actually killing people for money,” Finn said. “Or as I like to call them— the good ole days.

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.