You can't go around... licking things that come out of a water treatment plant. That's just... unsanitary.

It's only a hunting spider, it won't hurt you." -Myrnin "So not the point!" -Claire "Oh, pish. It's just another living creature. Nothing to be frightened of, if handled properly. I think I'll call him Bob. Bob the spider." -Myrnin "You're insane." -Claire

I feel safer with my old enemy beside me.

Harte sent one of her revived men after him, and Pat sent him back in boxes.

He sounded harassed more than anything else, like mass home invasion was just something standing between him and morning coffee.

They came out in a dim, damp basement - a generic sort of place, full of moulding boxes. 'You take me to the nicest places,' Claire said, and sneezed.

Jealous?" "Maybe." "No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.