“One thing? One thing I like? Okay.”
“Okay. For one, that damn thing is ugly as all get out, and for two, I just sat there.”
“One of the hardest and truest things a grown-up learns is that sometimes it's not okay.”
“Okay, then I used to like that kind of thing. Now I like your kind of thing. It’s the very best kind of thing. Makes all other kinds of things look like shit.”
“Okay, I know I said I wasn't going to shake things up, but we're going to have to get some pants on this one.”
“Now he knew: They were real. Who’d make up a thing like this? Okay, one of them was a cheese that rolled around of its own accord, but nobody was perfect.”