Yeah, well, it's been a super fun week. And by 'super fun' I mean 'horrible and endless'.

Here I am, just wandering down a deserted street in the middle of the night. I hope I don't run into any trouble. Goodness, that would just ruin my whole evening." I strolled and hummed, trying to project Innocent Victim.

I've always assumed he'd be around to be, you know, yelled at and taken for granted. And of course I was wrong. Nobody's going to put up with that forever.

Can you burn me up with holy water? Poke me to death with your crucifix? Pelt me with communion wafers?

Take your hands off her, Sinclair told the guy behind me, Or they'll write books about what I'll do to you.

You'll pay," she said stonily. "You won't be like this by this time tomorrow." "Bored and pissed off? God, I hope not.

... friends are such a mixed blessing.