You know about fixing cars, you're athletic, and you know when to shut up." "That last one isn't a skill." "Honey, trust me. It's a skill.

You’re dangerous,” he says. “Why?” “Because you make me believe in the impossible

- I don't want you to love me. - Too late, mi chava.

And my piece of advice is...don't flirt with any of the female instructors. They all have access to weapons bigger than yours.

This is a team of gay dudes, isn't it?" What gave it away? The pink shirts, or half our team drooling over you?

Sometimes things are better off forgotten.

If you tiptoe into cold water, you're missing out on the rush of plunging in headfirst.