“Did you forget a dentist appointment or something, big guy? Where the hell did you hop off to?”

“Wulfe leaned in. "Where did you send Ms. Benoit?""Disneyland.""Who knows my connection to the Zetas?" "The US Marshall Service, SWAT, my dentist, Oprah---""How did you know we were coming? Clearly, someone tipped you off.""That guy." Zach points with a jerk of his head toward of of Wulfe's minions. The man looked uncertainly at Wulfe, taking a step backward. "He text me just before you stepped in the elevator.”

“Tell me, ' he continued, 'would it be true that you are an itinerant dentist and that you came on a tricycle?''It would not, ' I replied.'On a patent tandem?''No.'[...]'Then maybe you are no ...dentist at all, ' he said, 'but only a man after a dog licence or papers for a bull?''I did not say I was a dentist, ' I said sharply, 'and I did not say anything about a bull.”

“What did you think was going to ensue when you chose Hagan's big ass to train me? That guy is wicked fierce and a total badass.”

“Where in the Nine Hells did you ever get the notion I would fight fair?"Drizzt Do'Urden”

“You can swim, too." he says. "Where did you learn that in District Twelve?""We have a very big bathtub.”