“If by it, you mean that big ass vein in the middle of your forehead, then yeah. It moved all right and it’s still pulsing.”

“You know, while you’re off sexercizing, I’ll be sitting here all by my lonesome watching lame ass lifetime movies.”

“Don’t you think it’s best that you stay away from mortals? You know they break so easily these days.”

“You kind of lose the right to bitch someone out when you’re no longer slapping groins.”

“Weird? One day you’re normal and the next, you’re walking around with a butterfly attached to your back. Then Malice in Wonderland tries to squeeze my head off, and you’re calling it weird. This is beyond weird. Crazy, fantastical even, but definitely not weird.”

“Because looking at you is like falling into a black hole—stupid, confusing, and probablydetrimental to my existence.”

“I don’t know you either for that matter. So maybe I shouldn’t trust the words of a man who only recently decided to stitch himself into the picture.”