“Sneaky would be a lime-green Volkswagen. Nobody would suspect the assassins in the lime-green Volkswagen.”

“She turned back to inspect a bank of greens: olive, jade, leaf, kiwi, lime, a silver-green like the back of birch leaves, a bright pistachio.”

“The limeade was very interesting. It didn't taste anything like limes. It tasted bright green and vaguely chemical.”

“You hear, Eugene?' said Lightwood over his shoulder. 'You are deeply interested in lime.''Without lime,' returned that unmoved barrister at law, 'my existence would be unilluminated by a ray of hope.”

“And you, my best friend on earth, my soul sister who shares Chunky Monkey scoops and beefcake e-mails at the drop of a hat, the woman who made me wear a frothy, ruffled lime-colored bridesmaid dress that added fifteen pounds to my hips, are going to spill your guts to me, aren’t you? (Sunshine)No fair and the dress wasn’t lime, it was mint. (Selena)It was lime-icky green and I looked like a sick pistachio. (Sunshine)”

“You have demons?""Yes."That answer didn't surprise me, although how these demons connected with the movie was anybody's guess."Volkswagen demons," he said."You have Volkswagen demons?""Yes. There. I said it. Happy now?”