“Forget normal.” He grinned. “We’re going to be extraordinary.”
“He grinned. “That’s because pixies are ever-after. We’re magic, baby. Just ask Matalina.”
“We’re in this together, Alex. Don’tever forget that. We’re in this together to the end.”
“It's a mystery to me why extraordinary young women insist that they're normal.”
“He gave my hand a final shake. “Okay, Kemp,” he said with a grin. “Thanks a lot – you came through like a champ.” “Hell,” I said, starting the engine. “We’re all champs when we’re drunk.”
“We learn to walk when we’re babies and never forget unless we’re drunk.”