“Dorkangelo" - Marc Hunter”
“It’s not so much where I want you,Sophie, as it is how. Nothing tastes quite like a woman, and no woman tastes like you. - Marc Hunter”
“Hey, Dorkangelo, change of plans. Take the next right.”
“Marc ducked, holstered his weapon. “You want to play? Have it your way.” But then Darcangelo was behind him. “I’ve got this, Hunter. You go find the girl’s dad. I’ll handle Karate Kid here. I haven’t had a good workout in weeks.”
“Talking. According to Marc, I could talk the color off a crayon.”
“Somedays, I feel as if I'm Marc Anthony.... and not because I can sing!”