“I hate that you do this to me. I hate how crazy you make me. I hate you! - Wendy”

“I tended to hate people that hit me in the head without warning.”

“Well,I hope you like the ring." He held it out to me, he velvet lid still closed. "My mom hates it.""I'm sure I'll love it,then," I said, and he laughed.”

“You really do hate me, don't you? I mean, destroying someone's ice-cream cone? That's vicious."Her cheeks reddened. "I didn't see you there. Honestly." She wiped at his shirt more frantically, as if she could prevent it from staining if she rubbed hard enough."Oh, now I see your plan, and it's far more devious than I thought." Daniel smirked. "You were looking for an excuse to grope me.”

“I knew your father. I hated him.""That surprises me your Majesty." Loki smiled broadly at her. "My father was a stone-cold jerk. That sounds like your taste exactly.”

“Wendy: Why are you staring at me?Finn: Because you're standing in front of me.”

“Wendy!” Finn shouted pulling me from my moment with Loki. “What are you doing? You’re married. And not to him.” “Nothing slips by you does it.” Loki asked.”