“So it wasn't a dream. You really are here in my bedroom....”

“My eyes pop out when I catch a glimpse of how much leg she's showing. She's wearing her shortest mini skirt, the one that drives me crazy. Her legs look about a mile long as she crosses them and bobs her foot in time with the cafe's background music.She's really trying to kill me, isn't she?”

“You know, me finding the perfect dress is more about you than it is about me." "Oh yeah? How's that?""My plan, you see, is to scour the city for just the right dress that will make it absolutely impossible for you to resist me. You'll simply be at my mercy the entire night."Trent frowns, "How is that different from any other time we're together?”

“The Visa bill has been almost manageable lately.""Don't you think that maybe buying things was just her way of coping with her loneliness? Like when you both had to hide so much of yourselves; that couldn't have been easy.""Hmm, that's quite insightful. Have you been watching Dr.Phil again?”

“Are we getting close to a rest stop?" Loerlai wants to know."We just stopped an hour ago!" Michael protests from the driver's seat."Well, gee, my apologies for being the only one on this trip with female issues," she spits back hostilely.”

“Don't you guys ever get sick of sucking face?”

“I’m so ashamed. The second she told me she had some feelings for me I dropped my pants.” -from The Haze”