“Andrea raised her hand. “This is the hand that slapped Aunt B.”“Maybe you should have it gold-plated.”“Here, you can touch it, since you’re my best friend.”
“This it the hand that slapped Aunt B, here you can touch it since you're my best friend”
“Andrea raised her eyebrows. "Look at you, all high-speed.""Yeah, you'd think I was a detective or something."Andrea held her hand out. "You'll jinx it.”
“I think she's having hysterics. Maybe you should slap her.”
“He is right. You have to feel it" - she reached out and touched a hand to my chest- "in here.”
“According to the fortune-cookie logic most people live by, the best things in life are free. That's crap. I have a gold-plated robot that scratches the exact part of my back where my hands can't reach, and it certainly wasn't free.”