"Kitten, this is my best mate, Charles, but you can call him Spade. Charles, this is Cat, the woman I’ve been telling you about. You can see for yourself that everything I’ve said is…an understatement."
"Kitty need's a tounge bath"
"Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!"
"Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!"
"Playing with fire Kitten?"
"Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?” Bones asked, getting back to the subject. “You to take me,” she replied at once. “Not gonna happen!” I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That’s when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand."