“His sharp eyes scanned everything, but they didn’t dart. Nothing about him promised sudden movement...”

“As her eyes scanned his face, he feared that she saw everything, right down t the core of him. Where his obsession with her was the strongest.-Butch and Marissa”

“Donna wasn't fooled by his lazy movements and sleep eyes - this guy was sharp, underneath the laid-back exterior.”

“Then, there was a sudden, sharp pain in the bum and everything went dizzy, then dark. A poison peppermint dart had been shot into his muscular buttocks from afar. Later, in recollection, Kid Christmas had to admit that bending over to lick the lollipop fence post with his musculus bumulus high in the air was an easy red target, something very hard to miss.”

“But he didn’t know the half of it. That it wasn’t just his refusal that had haunted her. It was him. Everything about him.”

“He's looking so deeply into my eyes that I'm surprised I haven't buckled under the intensity and I realize then, right in this moment I realize that everything about him is intense. Nothing about him is manageable or easy to compartmentalize. He's too much. Everything about him is too much. His emotions, his actions, his anger, his aggression. His love.”