"Bones,” I sighed. “Know something? I’m not afraid of you, but you scareme….” His outline blurred again.“You scare me, too, Kitten,” he might have replied, but I couldn’t be sure."
"Why did you tell her I'm your boyfriend? Why doesn't she know about your real one? - TimmyHe's English! And Mom...Mom hates foreigners! - Cat"
"...you don't care because you're all that and I'm just an artery in a dress."
"Would you mind repeating that? I'm afraid I might have lost my wits altogether and just hallucinated what I've longed to hear."
"Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!"
"Don't kiss me like a woman if you're going to treat me like a child."