“Clearly we're Sorceri." Sabine gestured at her resplendent self. "Ergo, we'd enjoy some Sorceri wine.""Don't got it."Sabine quirked a red brow. "Do you not? Check with Erol, shifter. He'll have an emergency bottle for me--because whenever I arrive, it's an emergency.”

“In an incredulous tone, he said, "You don't know the meaning of virtue!" "Of course I do-it means your thong must be white." (Sabine)”

“With a flick of her hand, Sabine wove an illusion. Suddenly she and Lanthe both looked like patients. "We'll create a stampede of humans and run out into the night with them."Lanthe shook her head. "The Vrekeners will scent us."Sabine blinked at her. "Lanthe, have you not smelled my humans?”

“Sabine gave a Scoff. " I could be virtuous, if I wanted to be."In an incredulous tone, he said, "You don't know the meaning of virtue!""Of course I do - it means your thong must be white.”

“Do you know what I love? Life. And romantic love is a distraction that makes staying alive more difficult. " [Sabine]”

“Ah, but she was a pastel wearer. She was forever dead to Sabine.”

“Dear puss,Is this all you've got? Why don't you strap on your big girl panties and come face me yourself? Unless you fear that the Nixanator will spank Omort's wittle bottom.By the way, you've taken one of the most respected leaders in our army. We're going to want him back. Especially since Sabine can't break him.Bringing it,Nix the Ever-Knowing, Soothsayer Without Equal, General of the New Army of Vertas”