“Whoa. Back up. I smell?”

“Whoa, whoa! Hold up, there, kid. She lives in Forks, remember? So she gets rained on.”

“I paused when Mort's wormhole of stuff opened up to a surprisingly pristine - and open - kitchen."Whoa," Alex whispered, peering over my shoulder, then back over his at the army of crap. "It's like we hoarded our way back in time.”

“Whoa," Danny said, taken aback, "You broke up with Meathead?”

“I kissed someone tonight.""Good for you. Now go back to sleep.""It was Wesley...Wesley Rush."Casey shot straight up in bed. "Whoa!" She shook her head and rubbed the sleep from her wide hazel eyes. "Okay, now I'm awake.”

“Back off, perv! I have a black belt in taekwondoand I will fuck you up if you take another step towardme.”Chase raised his hands in surrender, trying really,really hard to keep his eyes on hers. “Whoa, there,crouching tiger. Let’s just take this down a notch.”