“If I pee my pants I am going to be so pissed.”

“I wasn't running now so much as stumbling quickly, panting like a geriatric lion.”

“I swear to the gods that if you answer one more of my questions with a question, I am going to go all Tyson and bite your damned ear off...”

“So, once again, I ignored my poor, repressed libido--which was currently clamoring for me to lure Ryu behind the counter and knock him out with an unabridged dictionary in order to make him mine--and went ahead and started in on what he wanted to know.”

“It was when he was so casually clever, however, that I wanted to pickle his gherkin.”

“I'd managed to snatch a few more hours of rest, which was all I needed, so I felt fine despite our marathon evening of debauchery.”

“He had this domineering way about him that totally ketchuped my tater tots—it was like he knew what I wanted more than I did.”