You look like a Goth factory exploded all over you!" he called as she ran down the hall. "Love you, too, jackass!

She looked back to see Sam standing there at the edge of the strip of sunlight inside Common Grounds, staring after her with an expression on his face like he'd lost his best- his only friend.

The Morganville in her wanted to tell people to go home and be safe, but she knew that was verging on crazy. The world these laughing people lived in was a very different place. She was in a very different place.

What was your name again?" "Still Eve." "No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.

“There is no drama so great as that of a teenage girl,” ... “Except yours.”

Did he just say--?" "Yes," Claire said, smiling. "Yes, he did." "Whoa. Guess I'd better stay alive, then.

Myrnin to Claire: "If anyone comes to bite you while I'm gone - well, try not to attract attention. Die quietly.