“Molly blinked, then looked at Thomas and said, "Wait a minute.... We're his flunkies.""You, may be," Thomas said, sneering. "I'm his thug. I'm way higher than a flunky.""You are high if you think I'm taking any orders from you," Molly said tartly.”
“It turns out that Molly wasn't her mother's daughter in that respect. Charity was like the MacGuyver of the kitchen. She could whip up a five-course meal for twelve from an egg, two spaghetti noodles, some household chemicals, and a stick of chewing gum. Molly ...Molly once burned my egg. My boiled egg. I don't know how.”
“There were quick footsteps beside me, and then Molly pressed her back to mine. "You take that side!" she said. "I'll take this one!"DJ Molly C lifted both of her wands and turned the battle chaos to eleven.”
“You're one hell of a woman, Molly,” I said. “Thank you.”
“You're such a cynic," Molly said."I think cynics are playful and cute.”
“Molly was committing dinner. . .”