“Time to die.-Evil Angel”

“Gazzy: "Just Ten?"Angel: "No."Gazzy: "Five?"Angel: "No.”

“In case you guys didn't catch last week's episode, I'm out of the flock," I informed them. "Angel has no allegiance to me. She's wanted me gone for a long time. And in case you didn't catch all the episodes from the past year, Angel is... unbalanced.""Untrustworthy," Fang seconded."Unpredictable," Jeb added."Dangerous," Dylan chimed in.”

“It sucked, but it was way cool at the same time," Gazzy said. "I felt like the Blue Angels!" "Yeah, except the blue Angels are an extremely well funded, well equipped, well trained, well fed, and no doubt squeaky-clean group of crack navy pilots," I said. "And we're a bunch of unfunded, unequipped, semitrained, not nearly well fed enough, and filthy mongrel avian-human hybrids. But other than that, it's exactly the same.”

“Well, that's an evil smile...”

“Angel: What's sauerkraut?Max: You don't want it. Trust me.”

“We'll, that's an evil smile..." Like”