“It's the new me," I explained, waving my hands jazz-style in greeting. "Matthew Swift, Midnight fucking Mayor - I've got multicoloured highlighters and everything.”
“I got dressed. You can't be Midnight Mayor in your underpants.”
“Submit! Juliet's Joy screeches underneath him at no one in particular."I've got to get a new horse," the Mayor mutters.”
“I don’t know a thing about jazz.” “That’s okay.” He pulled me toward the door and opened it. “You know music. Jazz will explain itself.”
“Those who fuck quickly and often. Not my style, I admit. But a style I approve.”
“Tallow turned the corner into Bat and Scarly's office to be greeted by a large plastic robot on the bench waving its arms and shouting, "Say hello to my l'il frien'" in an electronically processed voiced as a small plastic penis repeatedly jabbed out from its groin on a short metal piston.Bat emerged from behind the thing. "Don't judge me," he said. "I got bored.”