“Mona knocked at the wrong time.“Uh…yeah…wait a minute, Mona -- ”Mona shouted through the door. “Room service, gentlemen. Just pull the covers up.”Michael grinned at Jon. “My roommate. Brace yourself.”Seconds later, Mona burst through the doorway with a tray of coffee and croissants.“Hi! I’m Nancy Drew! You must be the Hardy Boys!”
“Hey, even the Mona Lisa is falling apart.”
“Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.”
“Nothing is static. Even the Mona Lisa is falling apart.”
“The mosaicist was making the fine hairs on the nape of Mona's swan neck out of chips of gold”
“She arched and farted like Mona Lisa if you really looked at her and for good fruitarian measure.”