Amelie had on black pants, a black zip-up hoodie, andrunning shoes. So wrong.

Claire: Seriously? My mom? Let you in my room? In the middle of the night? Michael: Moms like me.

Bryn ate her bagel in silence, and by the time she was finished, Liam had already neatly packed her overnight bag and loaded it in MacAllister's car. He even included a new dog bed for Mr. French to travel in confort. Lunch was in moducal little boxes. "I think he is Alfred." "Actually, I often wonder if he's Batman.

I’m sorry, Eve. I love you. I’m not letting you do this.” She screamed and battered harder. “You love me? You asshole! Let me go!

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

Science is a method, not a religion, yet it can be just as close-minded. Open minds here Claire. Always open minds. Question everything, accept nothing as fact until you prove it for yourself.

Hold on, Claire Bear! Next stop, Crazytown!