“Come on Eden. Turn that frown upside down. There's no reason for bad moods. It's a beautiful new day full of possibilities.""maybe for you.”

“Come on, Eden, don't be naive. Demonic children are a dime a dozen in Netherworld. Need I mention Children of the Corn? Damien? Justine Bieber?”

“Her eyes winded. "I'm becoming addicted to you?."He raised an eyebrow. "You say it like it's a bad thing.”

“No...I...I had this spicy Mexican food last night. It's only a bad case of heartburn. I don't need an exorcism. i need some Pepto-Bismo!”

“George pulled my hand away and inspected the wound. He frowned. "Sarah, honey, what happened?"I cleared my throat. "I fell on some barecue prongs.”

“I really hate you sometimes.""There's a fine line between love and hate."I glared at him. "Dream on.”

“I don't think he can hurt. Wizards and witches go hand in hand, after all. Didn't you read Harry Potter?" Eden stared at him. "Well, yeah." "I didn't read the books," he continued. "But I did get to see the movies. A previous host was a fan. He even wore dress robes and pretended he'd been sorted into a house. Hufflepuff, if you can believe it. Who liked Hufflepuff best? I mean, seriously.”