“Nothing works. My throat, my eyelids - nothing but my heart, which - oh god – am I having a panic attack? No, no, you don't almost orgasm with a panic attack.”
“Oh no." I said panic rising in my chest. "No, no, no, Somebody get a can opener. I've got a god in my head!!”
“My Lord, Aunt Stephanie, you almost gave me a heart attack!”
“Oh, just you wait. I'll have, like Great Danes and pygmy goats and maybe even a baby panda living with me. That is what panic does to people if the attacks get bad enough.”
“If anything attacked us, we could just panic at it until it went away.”
“Nothing says work efficiency like panic mode.”