“What did you think I was?""A rude Hick.""Geez, blunt much?”

“Geez, what do I need to do, use semaphore? I told you I was unclaimed.”

“Rosencrantz: Shouldn't we be doing something--constructive?Guildenstern: What did you have in mind? ... A short, blunt human pyramid...?”

“You could say sorry," suggested Harry bluntly. "What, and get attacked by another flock of canaries?" muttered Ron."What did you have to imitate her for?""She laughed at my mustache!""So did I, it was the stupidest thing I've ever seen.”

“Was it fate? Was it destiny?""I think it was Alan Blunt.”

“What were you thinking?" Bast said with an odd mixture of confusion and concern.Coat was a long while in answering. "I tend to think too much Bast. My greatest successes tended to come when I stopped thinking and simply did what felt right, even if there was no explantion for what I did.”