“Oh God. “Jenks, you aren’t a carton of milk with an expiration date. You look great—”

“Oh for the sweet humpin' love of Tink! ~ Jenks”

“Rache,” he said, trying to get into my line of sight. “What more do you need? God to send a telegram?" (Jenks)”

“Jenks, you can fly me up the rest of the way to Trent, and then pow! I give Trent his statue." "Pow, you'll be naked!" Jenks exclaimed.(Rachel and Jenks)”

“I feel like run-over crap," I complained. "You look like run-over crap," Jenks said. "Drink your tea.”

“Rache! Glad you're... Tink loves a duck!" he said, wings clattering. "It stinks of sex in here. God, woman. I leave you alone for one night, and you're humping the ghost." - Jenks to Rachel”

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