“Biffy didn't like enigmas - they were out of fashion.”

“Not Alec Weebs? Never!” Biffy was appreciatively shocked.”

“Biffy said, off the cuff, "Or we could find a replacement queen.""Volunteering for the position?""Why, Professor, is that wittiness I detect?""Only for you.""Charmer." Biffy tapped him on the arm playfully.”

“My petal. Westminster’s toy had tea issues. Thank Biffy and Lyall. Toodle pip. A.”

“I miss him, my lady.” “Well, he is now living adjacent. You can hardly miss him all that much.” “True. But we are no longer compatible—I am a werewolf; he is a vampire.” “So?” “So we cannot dance the same dance we used to.” Biffy was so sweet when he tried to be circumspect. Alexia shook her head at him. “Biffy, and I mean this in the kindest way possible: then you should change the music.” “Very good, my lady.”

“He ... boasted an unassuming mustache, which was perched atop his upper lip cautiously, as though it were slightly embarrassed to be there and would like to slide away and become a sideburn or something more fashionable.”

“Really, Alexia, what could have possessed you to attach yourself to the side of the ship in such a juvenile fashion? It is positively barnacle-like.”