“I wish I was a spoon, " he murmured.~Sed”

“Can I book an appointment for make-up sex in two hours?~Sed”

“Did you piss your pants, Eric?” “Sed did it.” “Sed pissed your pants?” Trey shook his head slightly. “Man, that takes pissed off to a whole new level.”“I think that’s pissed on, not off,” Brian said.”

“Ah God," has gasped. "Mine."~Sed”

“Help me find you Jess."~Sed”

“He's really sweet, actually." "I don't think we're talking about the same Sed. Sedric Lionheart. Tall guy. Broad shoulders. Blue eyes. Short black hair. Body befitting a Greek god. Sings. La la la la.”

“Eric pulled a drumstick from the inner pocket of his leather vest and held it across his chest like a sword. "I shall guard this dwelling, m'lady, and vanquish all who dare to trespass." He took a stab at Sed with his improvised weapon. "Back, foul beast”