“We have an understanding. I don’t laugh at his skirt, and he doesn’t rip my head off.”-Fi Skirata”

“No, let’s make this interesting. If I win, we have sex backstage tonight. If you win, we have sex backstage tonight.”I wanted to laugh again, but the way he said sex froze my brain for a second. “Um…I don’t think you understand how betting works.”Moving in close to me, he breathed his response into my ear while he rested his hand on my stomach. “Don’t I?”

“Violet, there a reason Joe Callahan is lookin' at me like he wants to rip my head off?”

“He rolled his eyes and then frowned at both me and Ian (Somerhalder). “That guy takes a shit, too, you know.”I shook my head to disagree. “No, he doesn’t. He’s still in god status and we all know that gods don’t poop.”

“You don’t mind when he stares at you.” Cecil jerked his head toward Eldric. "He doesn’t stare,” I said. “He looks.”

“You... don't have the spine!" he hissed with morbid, sadistic amusement.Unfortunately for him, it was mercy that I lacked, not a spine. I raised my swords high overhead. He stopped laughing when I had finished hacking off his head.”