Hey, ah, does anyone want a cookie or something? Oh yeah. A cookie. That would make everything better. Dunked in a shot of tequila , maybe? Or better yet, just the bottle? Yeah, that ought to do it.

Apparently their numerous tattoos gave them protection against the cold as they had no coats.

Get your hand off me,” I exclaimed, voice loud with misplaced anger as I yanked away from his grip. “I’m a professional, not some distraught girlfriend.” Well, I was that too, but I knew how to act at a crime scene.

that was humanity's problem right there. they are brain damaged from the early sun

He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.

What are you?" I rasped. It smiled. "Whatever scares you.

Endings are not always bad. Most times they're just beginnings in disguise.