He (Michael) was gone in a whisper of air, hardly making any sound at all, and Claire shivered and leaned against Shane’s solid, very human warmth. His arms went around her, and he touched his lips lightly to the back of her neck. “How can you smell this good after the kind of crappy day we’ve had?” “I sweat perfume. Like all girls.

It's a good thing I've got to live with you two or I'd be putting this on YouTube later. And mocking you

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

why don't you just get the bunny slippers with fangs Myrin?

You are so lucky I'm too tired to murder you right now.

But – Michael, you said you didn’t know Oliver, and–” “I didn’t, until he killed me. We were never formally introduced.

That's kind of a leap, but the Russian judge gave you a nine point five for style, so okay.