“My shrug was so nonchalant it would make a cat jealous”

“Lucky fucker, whoever the father is.”With a snort, Anna told him, “He is a fucker” – she shrugged nonchalantly – “but I love him.”

“He shook his head in wonder. "You are magnificent.""I keep telling everyone that," she said with a nonchalant shrug, "But you seem to be the only one to believe me.”

“I needed to temper (my dad's) enthusiasm a bit (about attending Princeton), and so I announced that I would be majoring in patricide...My mom was actually jealous.”

“I hated cats. I was a dog lover," Des says with a shrug. "What's the point of a cat? They're not affectionate. But that's because it's not my cat. I mean, your wife wouldn't jump on my lap. That's because she's your wife, not mine. Until you have your own cat, you really don't understand.”

“The only thing that would make her jealous would be if I led a parade riding a unicorn while ballerinas sang love songs.”