When she set Shane’s glass of Coke down in front of him, she did it with probably a little too much emphasis; he glanced up at her with a question-mark expression.[...] ‘‘What?’’ Shane asked her, and took a drink. ‘‘Did I forget to say thanks? Because, thanks. Best Coke ever. Did you make it yourself? Special recipe?

She smacked him so hard his momma felt it.

You did what was right for those who agreed with you, and that is all in the past. We are talking about our future. Oliver, we cannot live as we did.

Sometime, somewhere, life always comes to a fight, and peace always comes to an end.

Does it give you déjà voodoo how alike the houses are?" "That's déjà vu, and I hate you right now

He started to touch the mechanism under the keyboard, then pulled his hand back with a snap. "Ah," he said. "Must deactivate the security....Turn around, please." "What?" "Turn around, Claire. It's a secure password!" "You have GOT to be kidding." "Why ever would I joke about that? Please turn.

All right," he said. "Since you ask so nicely." "I wasn't asking." "I'm aware of that. The sharp point in my back did make it clear.