Ah, man. (Talon) What? (Wulf) Friggin’ Fabio alert. (Talon) Hey, you’re not too far from the mark either, blondie. (Wulf) Bite me, Viking. (Talon)

Look, I promise I’m not psychotic. Eccentric and idiosyncratic, but not psychotic. (Sebastian) I’ll bet the prisons are full of men who have told women that. (Channon)

Don't you have class today? (Kyrian) Boy, I'm a backwoods Cajun, I ain't never got no class, cher. (Nick) (He cleared his throat and dropped the thick Cajun accent.) And no, today's registration. I've got to figure out what I'm taking next semester. (Nick) I have a few things I need you to do today. (Kyrian) And that is different from any other day how? (Nick) Sarcasm, thy name is Nick Gautier. (Kyrian)

Grace? Are you tipsy? (Selena) Maybe just comfortably toasty. Pop tart toasty. (Grace)

What if one of her father’s soldiers panicked and fired for no reason? Though pilots were carefully trained, mistakes happened and she didn’t want to be included in a statistics report under “uh-oh, my bad.”’ (Kiara)

I might not like the fact that you are my commander, Greek, but as a soldier I will obey you regardless of my personal distaste for your company. (Valerius) Gee, T-Red, doesn’t it make you all warm and fuzzy just to be near him? (Talon)

We’ve got to get these guys to Bubba’s. Anyone got a clue how to do it? (Nick) They gotta be breathing? (Simi) Yes. (Nick and Caleb) Well, pooh. That just takes all the fun out of it. (Simi)