Somehow I found him. Somehow I found Al's sarcastic thoughts, bitter and old. Tired, angry, bored. Alone.

Just because I don't wear my heart on my sleeve - " "You don't even wear your heart in your chest.

Tinks titties Rache Jenks

Jenks laughed, taking to the air and saying, “Give it up, FIB man. It’ll take more than you to get her out. Remember what Ivy and I did to your finest last spring? Add Rachel to that, and you can say your prayers.” From behind me came Edden’s dry “You think Ivy wants another stint as a candy striper?

I'd never seen a man who could outshop me, but Jenks was a master.

I have to save the world tomorrow, and I don't even know what I'm going to wear yet.--Rachel Morgan

By Tink's diaphram...!