“Hello! Your dear father is unfortunately very dead," he called. "And you said my dispersal system would never work!”

“Honestly," he said with a grin, "how would that have worked? Oh, hello dream lover. Would you drink some of my blud so I won't murder you in front of all these nice people?"”

“Miss Dearly, please understand! You're in danger! I'm here to help you..your father would want me to help you!"This was such a ridiculous statement that I unthinkingly ceased my efforts to free myself,if only for a second."My father is dead! Unless you've come from the hereafter,I'm pretty sure you've no idea what he wants!”

“Unfortunately, I had a feeling I would never get to my bed as the vacuuming would strike me dead of an aneurysm. Death by Dyson." - Reed”

“Raff,' Katsa said, 'your problem is that your heart's not in it. We need to find something to strengthen your defensive resolve. What if you pretended he's trying to smash your favorite medicinal plant?''The rare blue safflower,' Bann suggested.'Yes,' Katsa said gamely, 'pretend he's after your snaffler.''Bann would never come after my rare blue safflower,' Raffin said distinctly. 'The very notion is absurd.''Pretend he's not Bann. Pretend he's your father.”

“Hey there, Lissa Daniels," he said. He raised his Coke. "Would you like to say hello to your distant cousin, Jack?”