“Nice to meet His Creepiness,” Zahara said with a sneer. “In case your douchebag of a boss has never told you, sneaking up on a girl with a blade is never a nice way of saying hello.” ~Zahara”

“She's a nice girl," Tennessee said as a way of saying goodbye to them, as a way of saying thank you and I'm sorry, as a way of saying, I wish I had never let you go and I wish we had never met.”

“Please, like I believe that,” Zahara scoffed. “I know what your boss wants, and I’m not playing house with him.” Chamuel chuckled. “Too bad you’re off limits, I wouldn’t mind playing house with you,” he said and winked.Zahara’s cheeks flushed and she balled her hands into fists. “I’ll chop off your manhood if you come close to me,” she seethed.“With what? Your teeth? Sounds like playing house to me,” Chamuel teased, raising both his eyebrows suggestively.~Zahara and Chamuel”

“Girls are always complaining that they can never meet a nice guy. Nice guys are everywhere. The problem isn’t that there aren't any nice guys, the problem is that all of the nice guys are ugly.”

“Be nice to people on your way up becuase you meet them on your way down”

“Any chance I’d get to see you in that bikini?” Zahara punched him in the arm. “No more talk of me in anything remotely skimpy or I’m gonna drop-kick you, got it?” ~Zahara and Bryan”