Thank God she wasn’t still hanging out in her underpants.

I don’t mind hot and spicy. Actually find that appealing in a girl … And chicken wings.” Rylann turned her head and stared at him. “Did you really just compare me to chicken wings?” “You say that like it’s a bad thing. Chicken wings are the bomb.

Don't take this next undercover assignment. Stay with me instead." Nick's eyes pierced hers, refusing to let her off that easily. "Tell me why." "Because... I love you." She exhaled. No take-backs. The words were out there forever. And it felt great.

Never send a boy to do a woman’s job, Irma.” - Payton Kendall

Because wine means the responsible part of the day is over.

Hopefully when he moved his things out of the apartment, he at least took his CDs. I mean, we might be gay, but… Enya? Really?

If he'd expected to be pampered and coddled through his undercover assignments, he would have gone to work for the CIA.