“Molly: So how do you think of Bryce Hamilton crowd so far? Boys hot enough for you?Bethany: I wouldn't say hot. Most of them seem to have a normal body temperature.”

“I suppose he'll just have to do," she amended. "You'll have to suffer in silence with your male model...I feel for you.""Oh, stop it, Molly.”

“We'll find out soon enough," Xavier growled. "You don't see too many V Star 250s around here""How do you know the bike model?" I asked."I'm a boy. We like engines”

“Gabriel: Bethany lacks understanding about the ways of the world. She still has much to learn and that makes her vulnerable."Beth: "Do you have to make me sound like a full-time babysitting project?"Xavier: "I happen to be an experienced babysitter. I can show you my resume if you'd like.”

“But don’t let them talk you into anything you don’t feel comfortable with.”“They’re my friends.”“So what?” He shrugged. “If your friends walked off a cliff, would you do it too?”“Why would they walk off a cliff?” I asked in alarm. “Is someone having problems at home?”

“Put it this way, how do you feel about the supernatural?”“I’m fine with it,” Molly replied coolly. “I used to watch Charmed and Buffy and all those shows.”Gabriel winced slightly. “This isn’t quite the same thing.”“Okay, well, listen to this. Last week my horoscope in Cosmo told me I was going to meet an enchanting strangerand this guy on the bus gave me his phone number. I’m a total believer now.”“Yeah, you’ve really seen the light,” Xavier said under his breath.“Did you know that Sagittarians have a problem with sarcasm?” Molly snapped.“That would be very enlightening, except I’m a Leo.”“Yeah, well, everyone knows they’re a pack of assholes!”“My God, you’re like talking to a rock.”“You’re a rock!”

“They want to hold a seance and go dressed as bunnies.”“What kind of bunnies?” he asked suspiciously.“Playboy, I think. Whatever that means.”“That sounds about right.” Xavier laughed. “But don’t let them talk you into anything you don’t feel comfortable with.”“They’re my friends.”“So what?” He shrugged. “If your friends walked off a cliff, would you do it too?”“Why would they walk off a cliff?” I asked in alarm. “Is someone having problems at home?”Xavier laughed. “It’s just an expression.”“It’s silly,” I told him. “Do you think I should go as an angel? Like in the film version of Romeo and Juliet?”“There would be a certain irony in that,” Xavier said, smirking. “An angel posing as a human posing as an angel.I like it.”