“Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary.-Cat”

“He picked the wrong profession. Should've stayed a prostitute. He'd have made millions. - Cat”

“The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of eye candy."- Cat re: Bones”

“Let me get this straight. you want me to go stomping through a graveyard brandishing a bottle of booze to rouse an unrestful spirit so that I can interrogate him?" - Cat to Bones”

“Cat cleared her throat in the tense silence that followed. “Uh, before this goes any further, let’s at least introduce ourselves to your friend. I’m Cat, and this is my husband, Bones. We’re part of Mencheres’ twisted little fang family.”

“Let me introduce my friend, Cat.’ The redhead, and for some reason, she looked familiar. ‘Her husband Bones’ – here Vlad smiled coolly at the short-haired brunet – ‘is not my friend.”

“But the main point is that he still had swimmers in his sacks.”“Excuse me?”“You know, luv. Sperm, if you want to be all technical about it. He still had living sperm in his juice."Cat and Bones”