“If I lied, you'd smell it, so I'll stick with that's no concern of yours and suggest you leave it at that.”

“I'll cab it home." "Naw. I'll hang until you're through. Then I'll drag you back to your apartment. Watch you throw up for an hour. Push you into bed. Before I leave I'll get the coffee machine set up. Aspirin will be right next to the sugar bowl." "I don't have a sugar bowl." "So it'll be next to the bag." Butch smiled. "You'd have made a great wife, Jose." "That's what mine tells me.”

“I'll be back at sea by then," Bradshaw put in, "so I'll comfort myself with the knowledge that you'll namethe infant after me.""I don't think 'Half-wit' will pass muster with Georgie, but I'll let her know that's your suggestion.”

“I'll stick this so far up your ass, the smoke will come out your ears.”

“Young lady," Silk said urbanely, "I think you'd be amazed at how little Polgara's concerned about who you are." "Polgara?" Ce'Nedra faltered. "The Polgara? I thought you said that she was your sister." "I lied," Silk confessed. "It's a vice a have.”

“When I lie this close to you, when I smell your scent, when I hear your voice, I know everything that matters."She looked down the length of him."You are the male I want to mate with. That's who you are.”