“I made plans out of hope, expectation, desire, and duct tape, and I broke those plans with my bare hands.”

“What's that sticky stuff called?Basta: Duct tape. Yes, duct tape. I love duct tape.”

“If only he would keep his mouth shut, he'd be perfect. A piece of duct tape would do the trick. I had some in my desk that I'd occasionally pull out and fondle, hoping someday I could put it to good use.”

“Hope is not a strategy,” said Kira.“It’s not plan A,” said Jayden, “and it shouldn’t be plan B, but it is every plan C that has ever been made.”

“Jayden laughed grimly. 'Press the attack and hope for the best.''Hope is not a strategy,' said Kira'It's not plan A,' said Jayden, 'and it shouldn't be plan B, but it is every plan C that has ever been made.”

“The one with wormies swelling his belly?" Finn looked disgusted. "It's not so swollen anymore." "Right. So it's Maggot Cat pus on my duct tape. As soon as Thomas comes out of the restroom I'm going to wash this in hand sanitizer. Then throw up."Teagan reached for the duct tape, but he moved it away. "Don't be touching it, girl. It's disgusting. I'll deal with it.”