“Garrett must have sensed I was awake. "Hey Detective," he said to Uncle Bob, who was now trudging across the grating toward us. "I think we're losing her. I have no choice but to perform mouth-to-mouth.""Don't you dare," I said, my lids still in lockdown.”

“I just wondered if you still thought I was kind of a jerk," he said, facing the fire."Not at all," I said. "And do you still think I'm a rude girl who doesn't know when to keep her mouth shut?""I never did," he said.”

“Charlotte, darling," Henry said to his wife, who was staring at him in gape-mouthed horror. Jessamine, beside her, was wide eyed. "Sorry I'm late. You know, I think I might nearly have the Sensor working-"Will interrupted. "Henry," he said, "You're on fire. You do know that don't you?”

“How grateful are you?" he whispered, his mouth hovering over mine. His eyes were very alert now, and his gaze was boring into mine."That kind of ruins it, when you say something like that," I said, trying to keep my voice gentle. "You shouldn't want me to have sex with you just because I owe you.""I don't really care why you have sex with me, as long as you do it," he said, equally gently.”

“Bob had a dog buscuit stuck to his head. "How does he always get food stuck to him?" I asked Morelli. "I don't know," Morelli said. "It's a Bob mystery. I think stuff falls out of his mouth and he rolls in it. I'm not sure."-Morelli And Stephanie”

“Are you gonna finish that?” I asked.“Huh?” he said around a mouthful of roll.Not bothering to wait for his answer I snatched his chicken.“Hey!” he cried with a laugh.I shrugged. “You snooze you lose.” –Sophie to Caeden”