“You sleep okay, sweetie?” “Miss my teddy,” Billie replied. Personally, I thought Detective Mitch Lawson was far superior to a tiny pink teddy bear but I wasn’t six years old.”
“Okay, I'll take the pink one with the torn ear.'The guy behind the counter scratches his neck. "Are you being serious?"Her face is stoic. 'Absolutely. I never kid about teddy bears.”
“You know, most girls sleep with a teddy bear or an extra pillow. But I gotta say, that's kinda hot...”
“Hey. My life’s not all about weird little creatures pretending to be teddy bears.” From Tribe of the Teddy Bear.”
“He's not a monster, he's a teddy bear," Eve said defiantly. "He's my teddy bear. I don't want you to hurt him. I want you to fix him.""There's nothing to fix," Danny said. "Paul's not broken.”
“Holding on to a four-year-old boy wasn't weird, as it should have been. It was comforting. Like holding an incredibly sticky teddy bear.”