“You... what was that word you just used? Apologize? First 'please' and now 'apologize'? I think I need to sit down.”

“Speaking of tiny skivvies I think that's what you both should wear during your inevitable cage fight. We can even call your soon-to-be epic battle the Die-You in the Bayou. Sell tickets.”

“It's a good thing I love you, because you officially just scared the shit out of me.""A good thing yea," Dante agreed, squeezing her hand before releasing it."She's not alone in those sentiments," the Morningstar said, "Except for the love. I make no clamis there yet, little creaw-Dante”

“I know what love feels like, but this, this man... fuck me. Steals my breath. Knots me up. Torches me.""No, this is what denying love feels like, man. Why you denying your heart?”

“As lost as I get, I will find you, Heather. Always" - Dante”

“If you plan to pass the pop quiz later, I’d advise it.”“It ain’t a pop quiz if you warn people beforehand. Doofus.”“That’s llygad-doofus to you, and did I say pop quiz? ’Cuz I meant ninja-quiz since you’ll never see it coming.”

“I've got yo' scent " he said nostrils flaring. "I can find you anywhere. Anytime. Yo' heart be mine Kallie Riviere hoodoo woman.”