Rachel Caine

Yes," he said. "I am sure. I double-checked everything after you went home yesterday. I even made a few improvements, just in case." The first part of that reassured her. The second part... not so much. "What kind of improvements?" "Oh, nothing, really. Mostly just streamlining. You really did very well; I certainly don't want you to think that I am one of those people who has to be in control all the- Oh, well, I suppose that's actually true- I do have to be in control all the time. But only because I am in charge, of course.

I think so,_ she [Claire] said. __ust watch your back, okay?_ __ah, Michael__ got mine._ He [Shane] looked straight into her eyes.____e got yours.

Does it hurt?__e bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. __nly when I laugh._____l try not to be funny.___pic fail, beautiful.

But that quickly faded, and he frowned. "You're bleeding," he said. "What happened?"Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the bandage. "Man, you would be so embarrassed if I said it was something else." Michael looked blank. "I'm a girl, Michael, it could have been all natural, you know. Tampons?

Me neither,_ Shane put in. __omie don__ play that.___ wonder, sometimes, if your generation speaks English at all,_ Amelie said.

Shane looked_pale. Pale and shaken and__ow predictable was this?__issed.

Shane dragged Eve's suitcase into the room and dumped it on the floor beside her bed. __ey, Dark Princess? Here__ your crap. Also, bite me.

Scoot over, man. I don't like you that much." "Dick. That's not what you said last night.""Bite me.

Want to play baseball?__ she asked. Shane__ eyes opened, and he stopped stroking her hair. __hat?__ __irst base,__ she said. __ou__e already there.__ ____ not running the bases.__ __ell, you could at least steal second.__ __eez, Claire. I used to distract myself with sports stats at times like these, but now you__e gone and ruined it.

Perv."He pointed to himself. "Male and eighteen. What's your point?

Damn, Claire. Warn a guy before you do a face-plant on the floor next time. I could have looked all heroic and caught you or something -Shane

[Myrnin to Claire about their costumes of Pierrot and Harlequin, respectively]"Don't they teach you anything in your sch

There are three parts to learning: information, knowledge and wisdom, A mere accumulation of information is not knowledge, and a treasure of knowledge is not in itself, wisdom.

He's named you heir apparent to the Apocalypse. Congratulations.

we're just paper on a shelf, in the end

Follow my finger." He moved it around, tracking my eye movements. "Any blurred vision?""Well I think I'm hallucinating, because I see a big talking pile of crap." - Joanne Baldwin.

Well, I can throw a mean comeback, so there's that. I will crush them on wit.

I'm not obliged to defend your dignity. Provided you have any.