“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.”

“Hey, one week, huh, Lex?" he said, tossing her a Cuff. "Here's your graduation gift.""Sweet." she slid it onto her wrist. It felt cool, with a slight vibration to it. "Thanks.""So, you feel all trained up? Driggs teach you everything he knows?""Yes. I'm now fully qualified to operate a can opener."Driggs let out a sigh. "What a lovable scamp you've bestowed upon our fair town, Mort.""My pleasure," he said to Driggs.”

“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.”

“Uncle Mort to Lex and Driggs: And if I hear any article of clothing being unzipped, unstrapped, unhooked, or unbuckled, you will lose the body part that it corresponds to. Understand?”

“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.”

“Driggs whispered to Lex out of the side of his mouth as they walked, "I never got grounded before you came here.""You never touched a boob before I came here either.""Touché." He flashed a goofy grin as Uncle Mort shoved him into his room and slammed the door. "Worth it!”