“Beckett Rush spotted in London Saturday. 'Tinseltown's It Boy reportedly had three dates with three different girls at La Trattoria... all over the course of six hours. Two ladies discovered the duplicity, and catfight broke out. Taylor Risdale broke up the fight before storming out. Beckett's camp could not be reached at the moment.'" Mr. Rush laughed. "You know what this means, right?""That once again my name is trashed.""That your DVD sales will spike at least 5 percent.”

“Where’s the bride-to-be?” Beckett held his arms open for Kyle and gave her a gentle hug. “Good on you, Fairy Princess, making an honest man out of my boy here. Jesus was treating him like shit; he was never getting laid. I hope you two have a million damn kids and name them all Beckett, boys or girls.”Kyle returned the hug and smirked. “We might name our dog Beckett, if you’re lucky.”Beckett laughed a bit too loudly. He seemed desperate to make up for lost time.”

“All the douchebags are starting fights the police will have to break up. Do you trust me, Beckett?”Beckett had never heard Eve use his first name before. It made him long for a home, a blanket, and her pussy all at once.“Abso-fucking-lutely.”

“Did you know that people who meet at least three different times within twenty-four hour period are ninety-eight percent more likely to meet again?”

“They spent all week saving pennies and went out Saturdays to spend fifty bucks in three hours.”

“Damn it. What have we unleashed? (Sin)Doom, destruction...at least he’s not nuclear, right? (Kat)At this point, who knows? (Sin)Oh look, Mr. Positive has come out to play again. Welcome back, Mr. Positive. All the boys and girls have missed you so. (Kat)”