“Well, that’s interesting,” I said.“What’s interesting?” Jack called from the other room.“Something is interesting?” Lend shouted.“No! Nothing!”
“I opened the door and Lend smiled. 'They look better on you.''Wow, they must look just awful on you then.' I smiled back.”
“So, we’ve got a problem,” I said.“What?” Lend yelled.“We’ve got a problem!” I shouted.“No, I heard that. I mean, what’s the problem now?”
“Lend and I certainly didn't start off on the right foot"-only Raquel would refer to Lend punching her and then us imprisoning him in an IPCA cell and interrogating him as being the "wrong foot"- "but he's always been good to you,and I have no doubt you two will be able to work this out.”
“We've got a problem!" I shouted."No, I heard that. I mean, what's the problem now?""I have the solution!" Jack interrupted."What?" I sat up, all ears."Bells!""What?" Lend and I asked at the same time."Get her a kitty collar with bells on it. That way you can hear her coming and get someplace where you won't be hurt by collapsing immediately into sleep.”
“I added watching Lend walk to the things I missed most about him.”