Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.

If Myrnin pokes his crazy head up before then, call me and try to keep him, you know, stable.' 'Is he UNstable?' 'I don't know, how can I tell? You're the crazy whisperer!' She had a point. Claire couldn't help but smile about that.

Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.

Bishop was all done with the witty converstaion. "Will you swear?" And Myrnin said, shockingly, "I will." And he proceeded to, a string of swearwords that made Claire blink. He ended with, "--frothy fool-born apple-john! Cheater of vandals and defiler of dead dogs!" and did another twirl and bow. He looked up with a red, red grin that was more like a leer. "Is that what you meant, my lord?

I'm more worried about you," she said. "You and trouble..." "yeah." She heard the smile in his voice. "We're like that.

You've turned into quite a bossy little thing," Myrnin said. "I think I might like it.

And if you dont come back from the dorm, I'm the one who has to explain to Micheal how I let you go off and get yourself killed like a Dumbass. First rule in horror movies, Clair-Never split up!