“Captain Romance back there wants to inject himself into you like a vaccine.”
“Of course Chris. Please. Captain Romance back there wants to inject himself into you like a vaccine.”
“He flipped her on her back and she squeaked.“I want to see you.” And he kissed her, tasting like darkest sin, like double chocolate without insulin, like pure malt whisky injected into her bloodstream.”
“They ought to find out how to vaccinate for love, like smallpox.”
“If you want romance, fuck a journalist.”
“Gazzy: Captain, like the captain of a ship. And then Terror, you know, T-E-R-O-R.”