“Yes, I'm married, but I'm not a corpse.”
“I'm twenty-nine, yes really, I'm from Aspen, Colorado, I'm six feet one, yes really, I've been at Quantico two years, yes I date guys, no I dress like this just because I like it, no I'm not married, no I don't currently have a boyfriend, and no I don't want to have dinner with you tonight.”
“I'm not a general or a colonel or a builder of cities. I'm just a corpse who wants not to be.”
“I'm not interested in dating a girl I'm not gonna marry”
“I'm married. And pregnant.”
“She glared at him. “I'm not weird like that. I'm good weird. I'm cool weird.” “Yes,” he said doubtfully. “Yes, you are.”