“Fine, but when I get back to my room, I'm adding don't take shit from anyone to the list.”

“I am not an exhibitionist anymore. I don't need to show of my beautiful body to anyone. I'm sexy and I know it, and I don't give a shit if anyone else knows it.  ”

“So you stay, you don't tell anyone, is that it?""Sure," Della Lee said easily."That's blackmail.""Add it to my list of sins.""I don't think there's room left on that list," Josey said as she took a dress from its hanger. Then she closed the closet door on Della Lee.”

“‎"Grey—you're on my shit list and I'm watching you.”

“Grocery lists I lost; my shit list was forever.”

“As awkward as this moment is, I'm intrigued with the possibilities of what this could mean. Gray Porter holding up my bangs while I memorize the depth of his chin divot ranks at the top of my things-that-have-overly-surprised me list! I don't really have such a list. But when I get home, I'm making one.”