“When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- it's a quacking saint."-Della”

“Sorry, When it walks like a saint, and quacks like a saint- It's a quacking saint.”

“That’s the tricky thing about love. It walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, and smells like a duck. But after you sleep with it a month or so, or get dumped at the altar by it, it starts smelling more like a skunk.”

“Then maybe it's time to change that." Della sat back in her chair."Change what?" Kylie asked."Come out of the closet. You know, like...'I'm gay and here to stay.' You'd need a different slogan, but maybe, 'I'm a lizard and if you don't like it, I'll eat out your gizzard.'" Della chuckled. "Okay, it needs some work, but you get what I mean.”

“I think he likes you" Miranda Whispered. Realizing she and Derek had drawn attention, she glanced away. "He's probably just curious about me like everyone else" she whispered back. "Nope. He's hot for you" Della said, reminding Kylie of the supernatural hearing of some of the campers. "When he was sitting by you at lunch, he oozed so much testosterone that it was hard to breathe. He wants your body" Della teased. "Well, he's not getting it" Kylie said.”

“Friday morning, Kylie, Miranda, and Della, each carting suitcases, walkedthe trail to meet up with their parents. They walked slowly, like condemned prisoners moving to their executions.“I’m going to be peeing on a drug test stick every hour,” Dellamuttered.Miranda sighed. “I’m going to screw up at my competition and mymom is going to give me up for adoption.”“I’m going to a ghost hunt,” Kylie added. Both girls looked at her.“Don’t ask.”

“Did you want me to stay?"Kylie's yes and Lucas' no chimed out at the same time."Sorry," Lucas said, not sounding sorry as he looked at Della. "But I need Kylie's full attention to teach her, and you would just distract her.""Right," Della said in a tone of complete disbelief.Lucas frowned at the vamp."Okay," Della said. "I'll just mosey along.”