“Nora & Patch:N:Is everything a joke to you?P:Not everything.N:Like what?P:You.”

“Is everything a joke to you?” I asked.He dabbed his tongue to his lip again. “Not everything.”“Like what?”“You.”

“Me Jev, you Nora.”

“Nora: This is crazy.Patch: I'm crazy. About you.”

“Nora: What are you planning?Patch: I wouldn't call this planning. I'd call this throwing a Hail Mary with seconds left on the clock.”

“She shrieked. "Nora! What happened to the banister!"Good thing she hadn't seen her bedroom yet.”

“That's really eco-friendly of you," Vee told Marcie. "Recycling Nora's old trash.”