“Look at those two. Wasting time. You wouldn't catch me doing that.”

“Excuse me, Captain. Are you two going to weep salty tears of admiration over a helmet all night, or do we have matters to discuss?”

“I hear that you were on a date with Trouble Kelp. Are you two planning on building a bivouac any time soon?”

“You wouldn't know a clue if it danced in front of you with a T-Shirt that read 'I'm a clue”

“Holly clambered after him, struggling up the human-size steps. "Wait! Just wait," she called, overtaking Artemis and looking him in the eye from one step up. "I know you, Artemis. You like to play your genius card close to your chest until the big reveal. And that's worked out for us so far. But this time you need to let me in. I can help. So, tell me the truth, do you have a plan?"Artemis met his friend's gaze and lied to her face. "No," he said. "No plan.”

“Holly, do you trust me?”Holly groaned. “Artemis, don’t ask me that. I just know one of your outrageous plans is coming.”“Do you trust me?”“Yes,” Holly sighed. “I do. More than anyone.”

“If things go badly for me tonight, I want you to stay with Mr. Wynter; he will pay you a decent wage.”“Will he make me bathe?”“No, he will debate the matter with you until you decide to wash.”“Ah. One of those.”