“Will you say something?" he asked."Like what? Congratulations on almost getting yourself killed? I mean, you just told me that you flew here on some kind of winged motorcycle while masked men in jet packs tried to shoot you with ray guns. Forgive me if I don't do cartwheels through the restaurant while I try to decide if you've lost your mind.”

“Look what the cat dragged in," Ms. Skoglund said. "Were you waylaid by all your female admirers?""It's nothing like that," the boy said. "Besides, you know I only have eyes for you.""Sure you do," Ms. Skoglund said. "I mean, why bother with one of those skinny little things your age when you can go for someone who's trying to lose another thirty pounds before her twenty-year class reunion next summer? That makes sense.”

“Will you relax?" Oz said. "Trust me, you're going to love it.""Whenever you smile like that, it means something bad is about to happen.""O ye of little faith.”

“I'm actually supposed to meet someone."Oz smiled. "A lady friend? I don't know why I'm surprised. Every girl on campus is talking about you.""Why does it sound creepy when you say it like that?”

“Don't do anything stupid." - Oz"Like what?" - Colt"I don't know, but whatever it is, don't do it." - Oz”

“Is that what I think it is?" - Colt"Plastic explosives." - Oz"You have stuff like that lying around your house?" - Colt"Doesn't everybody?" Oz smiled as he walked to the far corner of the bunker, dragging Colt with him.”

“Relax, Salazar. I'm just messing around. Besides, I have my eye on somebody right now.""Who?" Danielle and Colt said at the same time."That's on a need-to-know basis," Oz said, "and right now neither one of you needs to know.”