“Cute. I think I would prefer to be stabbed in the eye rather than be called cute.”
“I prefer cats to people, for the most part. Most people aren't cute,& if they are cute they rapidly outgrow it”
“Do you think he's cute?"I rolled my eyes. "He's a god, Mom. Of course he's cute.”
“I prefer not to be called 'cute' or 'little,' thank you very much." He grins again. "I should get a T-shirt that says that.”
“Is there anything hotter than a cute guy who is also armed and dangerous? I think not.”
“That's you, right?' he asks me. 'Yeah.' 'Cute. Not that I, uh, think little kids are cute. Just that you were cute. I mean, you can see how you turned out to be so...oh.”