“Perfume companies ought to bottle the smell of crisp bacon. Forget pheromones. I’ll bet a woman with a little spot of bacon grease behind her ears would attract every male within a five-mile radius.”
“No one wants to do it with a chick who smells like bacon." Her brow creases. "Everybody loves bacon.”
“Stop it,” I smacked him. “What if that was some guy hitting on me? I swear you attract single females in a five mile radius like a fly to honey.” –Sophie to Caeden”
“She would not admit she was making a mess. Unfazed by bacon already shriveled and coffee stone-cold, she poured her mixings onto a grill she'd forgotten to grease, and said, "Oh I adore to cook: it makes me feel so mindless in a worthwhile way.”
“Bombs have kill-radiuses; churches should have love-radiuses--anyone within twenty miles of a church should know it.”
“You told me I smelled - like bacon.""Well," he said evenly. "That's awkward.”