I know it's practical for career women, but sneakers with suits? Jesus couldn't possibly weep harder than I did.

I was so furious I was actually dizzy with it. There were so many bitchy, sarcastic observations to make, I was having a sarcasm stroke. "My God! You people! You're - you're so stupid you're making my eyeballs throb. They're throbbing, dammit!

Also,I loathe it when you refer to me as dude" Eric Sinclair to Betsy

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

I—I adore you, too. Well, I don't know if I adore you. That's not really the word I'd use. But I—I—" I managed to wrench it out. God, this was hard! "I love you." "Of course you do," he said, totally unsurprised. "WHAT? I finally tell you my deepest, most personal feelings and you're all, 'Yeah, I already got that memo'? This, this is why you drive me nuts! This is why it's so hard to tell you things! I take it back.

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

Wow, girlfriend, you're incompatible with life! And here I thought I was just incompatible with pink.