Who are you?" because even now, she couldn't let her questions go. "What are you?" That face that wasn't a face smiled. It was the most terrible thing she'd ever see, ever. "Magnus" he said. "I'm the end.

Seriously, Shane? Ditto? That's the best you can do?" Shane and Michael exchanged identical looks and shrugs. Guys. "Let me show you idiots how it's done," Eve said, and hugged Claire fiercely. She kissed her on the cheek. "I love you, CB. Please take care of yourself, okay?" "I love you, too," Claire said, and suddenly her throat felt tight and her eyes burned with tears. "I really do." Shane and Michael watched them with identical expressions of blank bemusement, and finally Shane said, "So basically, it's what I said. Ditto.

Well, I can throw a mean comeback, so there's that. I will crush them on wit.

...will you be so kind as to provide me with a few places where I might look for a murderer?" "The mirror's a great place to start

I have permission to live off campus.” She didn’t say from whom, because it was primarily herself.

Who are you calling?" (claire) Pizza hut" (shane) Loser" (claire)

When giants fought, ants were crushed.