“Little Sisters' Survival Guide, rule number thirty-seven," Skylar said. "Scream before they hit you.”

“Skylar todl you to come here?" I asked dumbly."No," Bethany said. "Skylar told me not to come here. Same dif.”

“I'm under strict instructions to write a happy ending. Rule number ninety-seven: You're not allowed to make a dragon cry.""Right," Said Sophie, starting the engine. "Tears might quench their fire.”

“I'll be at your place tonight, seven thirty.""Does seven thirty mean our reservation is at eight?""Eight fifteen, in case we hit traffic or weather.""Will this mean you'll turn into a pumpkin on the way back, considering we'll probably get home past your bedtime?"Silence then, "Now she gives me smartass and it's still fuckin' cute."”

“You believe in God?" demanded Billy Karma."I believe in thirty-seven separate and distinct gods," answered Argyle proudly. "That puts me thirty-six ahead of you.""It makes you a pagan.""It makes you a man of limited vision," said Argyle.”

“I've never felt like this before, with anyone. It's against the rules of surviving.”