I don’t mind hot and spicy. Actually find that appealing in a girl. And chicken wings.

You know, Taylor, I told his manager that your reputation in this firm is that you can go head-to-head with any man. And win.

Jordan couldn’t keep the smile off her face. “Yeah, I like this guy. He rescued me from a crazed man with a gun, he makes me laugh, and he calls his mother Ma. I’d say he’s a keeper.

Jack leaned over, “Ever get the impression that these women are way out of our league?” “I shot the last guy who said that to me.

It’s because your subconscious finds my subconscious irresistible.

Ever hear of a telephone, asshole?

And as for you Agent Pallas – man-to-man, if you ever insult my girl on national television again, I’ll…” he stopped. Everyone in the room waited, hanging. Jack raised an eyebrow. “Yes?” Collin turned to Cameron with a look of astonishment. “I’ve got nothing. I had this whole exit speech going and I was gonna end with some big macho threat but when I got there, it was like – bleh – nothing. That’s a pisser.” He appeared disgusted with himself, then shrugged it off. “Oh well. Catch you guys later.” He strode out without a second glance.