“They really are something else together.""Something else? That's the nice way of saying they're bat shit crazy.""Hey! You listen here, woman.""You can listen to my foot up your ass if you call me woman again. And you can take that to court.”

“Something else?" She huffed as she pushed from the table, grabbing her husband's empty coffee cup. "That's the nice way of saying they're bat shit crazy.""Hey!" Mr Hamilton's head whipped around, eyes dancing. "You listen here, woman.""You can listen to my foot up your ass if you call me woman again." Mrs Hamilton refilled the cup and reached for the sugar. "And you can take that to court."Cam sighed and lowered his head.I smothered my giggle with my hand.”

“Here's something else you might as well learn now: If you want something, if you take it for your own, you'll always be taking it from someone else. That's a rule too. And something must die so that others can live.”

“[Everyone needs] a woman who'll listen, take your side, tell the truth - or not, as you need it. A woman you can count on, no matter what, and who'll love you no matter how much you screw up.”

“Flows of shit» , muttered Bat, «I’d go insane, listening to that all day. It’s just a river of ‘Hey, this crazy, disgusting thing just happened, and hey, here’s another one, and another, and another, has your brain caught fire yet?’ It’s like disaster porn or something.”

“Hey there. Here's something familiar, a bat. Hope you like it.”