I'm learning all the time." "Well, you're a scholar.

Oliver . . . well. Who knew if Oliver’s problem was the disease or just a bad attitude?

Won? He’s one of them! How exactly is that winning?” Michael shook his head, moved up behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders. He kissed the nape of her neck gently. “I don’t know, Eve. I’m just telling you what I heard. He got some kind of agreement out of the vampires. And it was because Amelie loved him.” “Yeah, loved him enough to kill him and turn him into a bloodsucking fiend,” Eve said grimly. “How sweet. Romance isn’t dead. Oh, wait. It is.

Saint Claire, the patron saint of the kick-me sign.

claire:dont do anything dumb or ill kill you myself shane:ouch girl whatever happend to unconditional love around here

Even in an apocalypse like this, surely running out of Coke qualified as a disaster.

I’m not leaving,” Sam said, his eyes fixed on the boy he was holding. “Not until Disney Princess here apologizes, or his head comes off, one of the two.