Then, like a born and bred asshole, he added to the sheriff, "He writes murder mysteries.

Kevin refilled my plastic cup with more box wine. I smiled thanks. Kevin smiled welcome. Jake kicked my ankle.

You got a little bit of an attitude, Mr. English, if you don't mind my saying so. I don't mind.

The only thing worse than opera is someone who hums along with opera.

You're kind of a smart ass when you're not flat on your face.

Then, like a born and bred asshole, he added to the sheriff, "He writes murder mysteries.

I thought I recognized you." Really? He remembered me looking like Swamp Thing? How flattering.