“It's not everyday I get to tell someone I was attacked by a pair of flying reading glasses. Ow"-PUCK”

“I learned long ago that you don't get in the middle of a lover's spat. Nothing EVER goes as planned - People fall in love with the wrong person, someone ends up with a donkey head and then its a whole big mess. - Puck”

“if I made a habit of waiting for an invitation, I’d never get to go anywhere. - Puck”

“I glanced at Puck. "You take one, I'll get the other?""You're on Ice-boy.”

“Well, that's convenient," Puck mused. "I really need to get a few of those things.”

“Dammit.” Puck appeared behind me, crimson hair flying in all directions. He had to shout to be heard. “They started the war without us. I had an invitation, too.”

“Ash!" I called. "What are you doing? Come on!""Meghan." Ash's voice despite the pain below the surface, was calm. "I hope you find your brother. If you see Puck again tell him I regret having to step out of our duel.""Ash, no! Don't do this!"I felt him smile. "You made me feel alive again," he murmured.Screeching, the greemlins attacked.”