Rachel, you summon demons. You’re good at it. Get over it, then find a way to make it work for you. It’s not going to go away.

Adjustment? She called that an adjustment? How about I adjust her right out of existence?

Rachel knew what she was doing. And when she didn't, she could improvise on the fly, coming up with options that left a lot of collateral damage but usually only hurt herself, not the people around her. It was one of the things he would never admit that he admired about her.

I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate.

Numb, I took the perfectly browned puff. Okay. Let me see if I have this right. Al provokes me into defending myself. I nearly kill him. Then Newt tries to kill me, thinking I'm Ku'Sox. Al stops her, saving my life. And now we're all going to have s'mores together?

I got it this time, Daddy Warbucks," I said.

You just click your heels and think there's no place like being pwned.