Michael: 'Hey, remember when I almost didn't let you into the house that first day you came?' Claire: 'Yep' Michael: 'Well, I was dead wrong. Maybe I never said that out loud before, but I mean it, Claire. All that's happened since... we wouldn't have made it. Not me, not Shane, not Eve. Not without you.' Claire: 'It's not me. It's not! It's us, that's all. We're just better together. We... take care of each other.' Shane: 'Stop vamping up my girl, man. She needs coffee.' Michael: 'Don't we all. Vamping up your girl? Dude. That's low.' Shane: 'Digging for China. Come on.
Rachel CaineKeys," she repeated, and slowly stepped back. "What do you mean, keys?" "Car keys. As in, give them up. Now." Shane had that look -- hard, and no bullshit. "We don't have time for your drama, Monica. Nobody does.
Rachel CaineThat's kind of a leap, but the Russian judge gave you a nine point five for style, so okay.
Rachel CaineI knew weโd wear them down,โ Eve said. โAfter all, we really are amazingly cool.โ And now it was Eveโs turn for the high five with Shane. โFor a bunch of misfit geeks, slackers, and losers.โ Which one are you?โ Shane asked. She flipped him off. โOh, right. Loser. Thanks for reminding me.
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