I’m assuming those are Daimons. (Susan) No, they’re Avon ladies. (Ravyn)

Since when does a dog care about what it humps? (Dev) I could go so low with that that even the gutter would envy us, but…I know what you’re trying to do. You’re trying to provoke a fight with me so that you can legally turn me away. I really, really want to give you that fight, too, but I have to see Sasha and it can’t wait. Sorry. We’ll have to hump and fight later. (Fury)

Uh-huh. You know with that sinister tone you should look into working for the IRS. I’m sure they’re desperate for people who can cow others with a single growl. (Susan)

(Looking at their son on ultrasound.) He looks like an angel. (Cassandra) I don’t know. I think he looks like a frog or something. (Wulf)

Chris would disagree with you. (Wulf) I think Chris would disagree with a signpost. (Cassandra)

You got guts taking that tone with me. (Nykyrian) What you gonna do, oh great wounded one? I’m the one with the injector. (Syn)

There are certain irregularities which are not the subject of criminal law. But when the criminal law happens to be auxiliary to the law of morality, I do not feel any inclination to explain it away.