“There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body."- Jean-Claude”

“Oui , but if all the men in your life are happy, you are happier, and it makes my life easier."- Jean-Claude”

“No 'Good evening, Jean-Claude, how are you doing?' Just down to business. How terribly rude,ma petite ."- Jean-Claude”

“Why is everything always my decision?" I asked.Because you will not tolerate anything else."Oh, I remembered now. "Great", I whispered.- Anita to Jean-Claude”

“Who hit you?""Why, so you can go beat him up?" "One of the fringe benefits of being my human servant is my protection.""I don't need your protection, Jean-Claude.""He hurt you.""And I shoved a gun into his groin and made him tell me everything he knew," I said.”

“I have no personal stake in these people, Jean-Claude, but they are people. Good, bad, or indifferent, they are alive, and no one has the right to just arbitrarily snuff them out.” "So it is the sanctity of life you cling to?" I nodded. “That and the fact that every human being is special. Every death is a loss of something precious and irreplaceable.”

“Oh, ma petite, you are growing gargantuan."I looked at him and it was not a friendly look. "Never tease a woman about her weight, Jean-Claude. At least not an American twentieth-century one."He Spread his hands wide. "My deepest apologies.""When you apologize, try not to smile at the same time. It ruins the effect.”