“She poured out a measure but Temple declined. 'Drink and I have had some long and painful conversations and found we simply can't agree.''Drink and I can't agree either.' She shrugged and tossed it down herself. 'But we keep on having the argument.”

“Let's face it, she can't have simply disappeared...can she?"Horace shrugged. "That's what I keep telling myself," he said morosley. "But somehow it looks as if she has.”

“I don't think I can keep looking at this stuff, Buster," she informed him, handing the camera to her brother. "It makes me want to drink either more alcohol or none, and I can't imagine either possibility.”

“I don't have a drinking problem 'Cept when I can't get a drink.”

“No," Wednesday agreed. "You have tortured with silence. You let her grieve for a soul she did not lose, mourn a heart that should not have broken, and berate herself for betraying the man she loves...with the man she loves. It can't be 'true' love without the truth, Rumbold.”

“People assume because I'm a coffee expert I drink lots of coffee. I can't. It takes me half an hour to brew my perfect cup. Do the math. I simply don't have time to drink more.”