“Meaning,you do nothing, Claire. That's an order.'"She gave him a cocked mock salute. "Yes, sir, sorry, sir.'"He sighed. "I liked you better when you were this timid little kid. What happened?'""I started living with you guys.'""Oh, right.”

“I liked you better when you were this timid little kid. What happened?”“I started living with you guys.”“Oh, right.”

“You know, I thought you were a mousy little thing when I first saw you, Claire, but you're not, are you? Not underneath."Oh, I am mousy," she said. "All this scares the hell out of me. But I don't know what else to do, sir, except try. Even a mouse bites.”

“Hess laughed. "You know, I thought you were a mousy little thing when I first saw you, Claire, but you're not, are you? Not underneath."Oh, I am mousy," she said."All this scares the hell out of me. But I don't know what else to do, sir, except try.Even a mouse bites.”

“Cliare: "You know what? I need you right now."Shane:"Now?"Claire: "Right now."Shane: "Oh, that's so exactly what I was going to say." *dropping C. to the bed.*Claire: "Jinxies”

“I don't like this," he said. I don't like knowing you can't forgive me, Claire. Please, I said I was sorry, what do you want me to do? Beg?I will. I'll get on my knees right here if you want.”

“Want me to warm up the sauce?”“Do we do that? I mean, it’s in a jar, right? Can’t you just dump it over the pasta?”“Well, you can, but it tastes better if you warm it up.”“Oh.” Eve sighed. “This is complicated. No wonder I never cook.”