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

I knew we’d wear them down,” Eve said. “After all, we really are amazingly cool.” And now it was Eve’s turn for the high five with Shane. “For a bunch of misfit geeks, slackers, and losers.” Which one are you?” Shane asked. She flipped him off. “Oh, right. Loser. Thanks for reminding me.

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

Don’t,” Michael said. It was soft, and it was a warning, through and through. “You try to hurt her again and I’ll pull your arm off.

Booyah, I will summon the ninja. Oh, and take a lunch break while we burgle." "You're going, too?" "Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?" "No, I was just thinking you're a little, uh, recognizable, maybe?" Eve batted her thick eyelashes. "Why, thank you, sweetie. That's the nicest insult I've had today, not counting the jock who said he'd date me but he had a restraining order out for necrophelia.

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

Maybe you're not his type." Michael said "Oh, now you're just being insulting.