I could not help staring back, for they made quite a contrast: Kate's pale skin and elegant purple suit, Nadira's dusky skin and exotic fiery sari. "Do we clash?" Nadira said dryly. "We certainly do," said Kate. "Would you like me to move?" "Don't trouble yourself.

If anyone comes near you, just scream and run.

I prefer the word aviatrix. It has more zing to it." "It's very zingy," I agreed.

I turned around and headed back to the stairwell, planning to go downstairs and buy a chocolate bar from the vending machine. Maybe it would fall on me and end my misery.

It's the way you look whenever she mentions her fiance. My cat looks like that before he hacks up a hairball.

The world of 'The Hunger Games' is a paranoid survivalist's dream.

We did it!" I said, feeling limp with relief. "It actually worked!" Dr. Turgenev rubbed his forehead. "I had very big doubts." "Big doubts?" I said weakly. The Russian scientist shrugged. "I am pessimist," he said.