When I caught up, I grabbed Jack’s arm. “What are you doing here?” “Hiding! That’s how you play the game, right? I thought the title hide-and-seek was fairly self-explanatory. Then again, you are blond.” “So are you, idiot. Again, what are you doing here?

Maybe I'm weird, but watching Lend drive was sexy.

I opened the door and Lend smiled. 'They look better on you.' 'Wow, they must look just awful on you then.' I smiled back.

Actually, you’re way off.” “Oh?” the guard asked. “Yup. She’s not a werewolf, she’s a chupacabra. Have you noticed a lot of missing goats lately?

Wait, so am I allowed to put my shirt back on? Or did you want me to remove my pants, too?

What a lovely balance. Lend shows whatever he wants the world to see and you see through whatever the world wants to show you.

Knowing where I came from didn't change who I was.