Ooo, let’s see, I need to get my spicy barbecue sauce. Definitely some oven mitts, ‘cause he’s gonna be hot from being flame-broiled. I need to get a couple of them apple trees to make wood chips so the meat be nice and appley tasting. Give it that extra yumminess, ‘cause I don’t like that Daimon flavor. Ack! (Simi)

I hope you find peace, my brother. (Acheron) Peace walks hand in hand with a quite conscience. (Savitar)

Dazed, Nick nodded, then looked to Caleb. “I’m such an effing idiot.” “We knew that,” he said drily. “We definitely didn’t have to throw you into a coma for that little-known nugget.

Laugh it up, asshole. But she who laughs last laughs longest, and I intend to belly roll tonight ~Tabitha

In your past lies your future. [Acheron Parthenopaeus]

Answer my question, Bacchus. I’m not one of your dickless Greeks to be kept waiting for an answer. (Camulus) You better take a more civil tone with me, Cam. I’m not one of your flaccid Celts to shake in terror of your wrath. You want to fight, boy, bring it on. (Dionysus) Whoa, hang on a second. Let’s save the fighting for when you two take over the world, okay? (Styxx)

Was it like this? (Jesse) (Jesse made an inhuman ghost noise.) That sounds like Darth Vader choking on a chicken bone. (Gloria)