“Technically, the dance worked best when done naked, but I didn't feel like prancing in the nude into Morrigan Hound's arms. I'm sure he'd be thrilled to see me.”
“It's probably best for me to work off some energy before I get you naked. I'm sure you'd like to be able to walk tomorrow.”
“Whenever I see a grammatical error in my writing I feel like I'm standing in Central Park naked.”
“I asked him, "Do you know the difference between nude and naked?"He shook his head. "Nude is artistic. Naked is defenseless.”
“I’d Poe’s nude for the approval of a dead poet. No names come to mind, but I’m sure there must be one I’d get naked for.”
“Perhaps you could find a way to prudently follow your instincts?"Morrigan put her arm around Birkita and squeezed. "I'm eighteen. Nothing I do is prudent."Birkita sighed. "That is what worries me.”