And why is it the best looking ones are always straight?

Rachel delivered it like an official pronouncement. Like she was one of the fairies gifting Sleeping Beauty's christening: Beauty. Intelligence. Heterosexual.

A pause followed my greeting. Then “We’re watching you ” whispered the voice on the other end. “Yeah? Did you see what I did with my keys? ” Silence. Then dial tone. These younger demons. So easily discouraged.

I didn't approve of murder on general principles. Not even of people who seemed to go around begging for it.

I know that asshole you were with in college --” “Can we leave that asshole out of it?” Please, gentlemen, one asshole at a time.

People loved you in the way they knew how - and often it was not the way you knew. Or needed.

I'm not insane. This is very simple, very straightforward. Provided he doesn't kill me, its foolproof.