Everything was perfectly healthy and normal here in Denial Land.

Murphy hung up and I said, to the still-open line, "Hey, if you've got someone watching my place, could you call the cops if anyone tries to steal my Star Wars poster? It's an original." Then I vindictively hung up on the FBI. It made my inner child happy.

Molly, you are a good person. Don't let anyone take that away from you. Not even yourself.

You know the law, Dresden." "He who kills the cheer springs for beer," chanted the rest of the table.

Heroism doesn't pay very well. I try to be cold-blooded and money-oriented, but I keep screwing it up.

Karrin, eh?" Thomas asked. I nodded. "She's real serious about order. A man dying, she can understand. A man coming back. That's different." "Isn't she Catholic?" Thomas asked. "Don't they have a guy?

Rule number one of the wizarding business. Never let them see you sweat. People expect us to know things. It can be a big advantage. Don’t screw it up by looking like you’re as confused as everyone else. Bad for the image.