Myrnin:I could murder a cheeseburger right now Oliver:focus ya fool

Michael patted him on the shoulder. “I like this plan,” he said. “You and Eve, picking up cake and flowers, and you can’t even say a word. Should be tons of fun.” Shane almost choked, and gave Michael a sideways glare. Michael sent him a hundred-watt smile in return—no fangs, which was probably for the best.

..."I can always stuff you back in the bottle and shove a tampon in the top instead of a stopper, and all the other Djinn will point and laugh-

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

Here's a tip...If you leave a girl crying you're probably not doing your Don Juan routine right, asshole.

Shane: "Score," he said, and raised the crowbar in triumph. "Who's your daddy?" - Black Dawn

I had no name for that particular hue of orange, other than unfortunate.