“You told us to leave you in the desert, because you planned to start a new life as cactus," Catarina said, her voice flat. "Then you conjured up tiny needles and threw them at us. With pinpoint accuracy.”

“He gathered me closer, kissed my neck, then spoke in a low voice next to my ear. “I figure, see, if you find yourself getting more attached to the two of us than you planned, maybe you won’t think about picking up and leaving to start another life somewhere else.”

“Sometimes things happen in life that you didn’t plan for. All you can do is suck it up and start mapping out a new plan.”

“Sometimes, things can happen in life that you didn't plan for. All you can do now is suck it up and start mapping out a new plan.”

“If you think the timahk is so silly, Anais," Catarina finally said in a silky, deadly, regal voice, "then by all means. Try breaking it.”

“So initiate us," Claire said, crossing her arms and narrowing her eyes in challenge. "Make us priests and priestesses of Apollo.""Say that again," Jason said, turning to Claire. He was so stunned there was almost no expression on his face."That's the plan you've been working on for the past two days? The one you told us not to worry about?" Matt asked in an increasingly high-pitched voice."Yup.”