God is forgiving or we would not still be walking this world. But to be moral is not to need his divine forgiveness, I think.

I knew you'd come,Claire.I knew you would.Dear God,you took your time.

Eve was still frowning at the pasta like she suspected it was going to do something clever, like try to escape from the pot.

You can’t be serious,” Eve said. “Guys. People get eaten in places like this. At the very least, we get locked in a room and terrible, evil things get done to us and put on the Internet. I’ve seen the movies.” "Eve,” Michael said. “Horror movies are not documentaries.

Booyah, I will summon the ninja. Oh, and take a lunch break while we burgle." "You're going, too?" "Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?" "No, I was just thinking you're a little, uh, recognizable, maybe?" Eve batted her thick eyelashes. "Why, thank you, sweetie. That's the nicest insult I've had today, not counting the jock who said he'd date me but he had a restraining order out for necrophelia.

In an insane world, sanity made very little sense.

You want to go play with your new friends back there? The really pale ones with the taste for plasma? --Shane