“Listen, I gather you have a problem working with a psychic. Believe me, I don't like working with a jackass any better.”

“I leaned forward and slapped her across the face. Probably a bit harder than I needed to, but it worked.”

“Please, someone tell me I wouldn‘t be that annoying if I had girlfriends.”

“I think the correct term for this was ‘pissing contest’, and though I was flattered, I didn’t have time for it.”

“Gabriel?” I said.“Yeah?” His voice was breathless.“Kiss me.”

“Pass me the Academy Award. I don’t know how I did it, but hysterical-girl tears sprung from my eyes as I ran out of the room and down the grand staircase.”

“Were Gabriel and I going to fall in love? Be together forever? Live our lives happily as soul mates? Who the hell knew something like that? Isure didn’t. I can’t see the future.All I knew was that I would love finding out.”