“The fork fell from my fingers, splatterng mashed potatoes across the table. I mustered my best "ice princess" look at met his gaze. "You're in my personal space, buddy.”
“Thenthe fear all humans felt when met with Death’s gaze cameover his face. That’s right buddy, I’m Death, now moveaway from my girl.”
“I looked at Ash over the table; his silver gaze met mine, and I felt my heart swell in my chest. I was in a faery tale, wasn't I? I was playing my part in the story, the human girl who had fallen in love with a faery prince.”
“I saw him do a No More Potatoes Dance, after he saw me stuff the last of the mashed potatoes in my pocket. ”
“My mashed potatoes come with a masturbation sound you pour on top, like gravy. I got the recipe from Pee Wee Herman.”
“I don't like questions at all if they are anything like how I like my mashed potatoes: loaded.”