“Five minutes later she had rearranged them into several words, none of which made any sense."Nosy tennis?" she said. "No, wait. Sticky cabin? Shitty chicken?"Driggs frowned. "Wait-""Shitty chicken? Really, Driggs?""No, no. Cabin.”

“They had completely failed to notice Norwood and Heloise storming out of the house, Uncle Mort scaling the ladder, and the fact he was now staring at them and had been for several minutes."Good grief," he said. "As if I didn't have enough to worry about."Lex and Driggs jumped apart and wiped spittle from their mouths. "What's up?" Driggs said in a terrible attempt at nonchalance."Hormone levels obviously.”

“Hi, I'm Driggs.""Damn, boy. You're even cuter up close." Cordy looked him up and down hungrily. "Got any dead brothers in here?"Lex made a face. "Cordy, ew.""Doesn't hurt to ask!" She peered at Driggs. "Now tell me, what are your intentions with my sister?"Driggs became flustered. "Um, I don't know. To love her...and, uh...honor...protect..."Lex went red. "Driggs, shut up.""Awkward." Cordy beamed. "Love it.""We have to go," Driggs said in an unnecessarily loud voice.”

“Where did you hear that?" he shouted over Driggs' cries of pain from the back seat."Driggs told me," she quickly answered."Thanks, pumpkin," Driggs groaned. "Love you too.”

“Driggs, wake up." she shook him. "Driggs!""Whaaat?" he groaned, squinting. "Why again? With the shaking?"She held up the scrap. "I just found this in your pants."Driggs raised an eyebrow. "What were you doing in my pants?"She smacked him. "Focus! Read what it says.”

“Elysia!" Driggs interrupted. "Slow the hell down."She grinned at Lex. "Sorry. I talk a lot when I get excited.""That's okay," Lex said with an impish nod. "We all have our flaws. Driggs here loves Titanic.""Really??"Driggs folded his arms and studied the girls. "I can already see the ramifications of an alliance between you two. And they are troublesome.”