“Mulch was not impressed. 'I'm not impressed,' he said.”
“I'm not impressed”
“You dress to impress," I said approvingly."No, Angel." He leaned in, his teeth softly grazing my ear. "I undress to impress.”
“I said I was impressed, Martha. I'm beside myself with jealousy. What do you want me to do, throw up?”
“Impressive, most impressive.”
“My theory about meeting people,' he said,'is that it's better not to make a really good first impression. Because it's all downhill from there. You're always having to live up to that first impression, which was just an illusion.”