“by Baudelaire! things are pretty hot!”
“Pretty much everything about you gets me hot.”
“He didn't just want pretty or hot. He wanted beautiful.”
“You know," Kirk said finally, breaking the silence. "I see it. He is pretty hot.”
“He's also pretty good looking. Okay more than good looking. He's hot-like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking in the street and get hit by traffic.”
“For a decadent like Baudelaire the only possible ends are suicide or the foot of the cross”