Welcome to Morganville.You'll never want to leave.And even if you do...well, you can't. Sorry about that.

She was staring at you.’’ ‘‘What can I say? Irresistible.’’ ‘‘Shane, it’s not funny. I just—you should be careful.’’ ‘‘Always am.’’ Which was an absolute lie. Shane’s eyes fixed on hers, and she felt a burst of heat inside that crept up to burn in her cheeks. He smiled slowly. ‘‘Jealous?’’ ‘‘Maybe.’’ ‘‘No reason. I like my ladies with a pulse.

She looked creepy/adorable.

Welcome to Morganville.You'll never want to leave.And even if you do...well, you can't. Sorry about that.

Where are you going?” “To get a Coke!” “Would you—” “No!

Not everything is about beating your head against the wall until it breaks.” “Just most things.

Me neither,” Shane put in. “Homie don’t play that.” “I wonder, sometimes, if your generation speaks English at all,” Amelie said.