“- L, did you know we’re reenacting the Salem witch trials in Englishtomorrow?- Haven’t been memorizing your case file? Do you even look in yourbackpack anymore?- Did you know my dad is videotaping it? I do. Because I walked in on his lunch date with Mrs. English.- Ewww.- What should we do?- I guess we should start calling her Ms. English?- Not funny, L.”

“Yeah, I know what your English Professor tried to tell you. But if your English Professor could make a living writing fiction, they would have been doing it.”

“I do not know how he even managed to do what he did. He should not have been able to, but he did. He defended my home. Me. Himself. Us.”

“Did you ever fly a kite in bed? Did you ever walk with ten cats on your head? Did you ever milk this kind of cow? Well, we can do it. We know how. If you never did, you should. These things are fun and fun is good.”

“Do you know?What the fuck do women want?l know what you want: everything.”

“Well, because you mysteriously came all this way and obviously are not the man I thought you were, why the heck not. So, Phet, if that’s even your real name, tellme, how do I defeat Lokesh?”“It’s simple. Do to him what I did to you.”“What? Talk to him in broken English?”