Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian

Considering Adrian had once gotten bored while reading while reading a particularly long menu, I had a hard time imagining he'd read the Hugo book in any language.

No, thank you," said Adrian. "These hands don't sully themselves with fighting.

Rose and Dimitri moved almost as one entity, like a matched pair of wolfes or lions, both wary and deadly as they studied their surroundings, taking no detail or person for granted.

Sometimes talking to you is like talking to myself: pretty damned annoying.

Who are these people?" my mother asked. "Guess," replied Abe flatly. "Who would be foolish enough to break into court after escaping it?

Nice blouse, Sage,” Adrian told me, deadpan. “It really brings out the khaki in your pants.