“I had an incredibly nasty retort ready that involved his mother and the U.S. Navy.”

“You can't do a blocking spell, and you've never heard of L'Occhio di Dio? Man, what kind of witch are you?"I had an incredibly nasty retort ready that involved his mother and the U.S. Navy, but before I could get it out....”

“After all, my uniform still had the distinct odor of Nasty Pond.”

“I was about to try Skill Fifteen, which involved both breaking his nose and potentially ending his chances of ever having kids, when my captor bent down and whispered in my ear, "Don't even think about it, Mercer.”

“What are those people doing?" Jenna whispered to me. "I don't know," I replied through a frozen grin, "but I'm afraid a musical number might be involved.”

“I should say upfront that I have never been in a cellar in my life. In fact, I can see no reason why anyone should ever go into a cellar unless there is wine involved.”

“I am not snotty!" I nearly yelped.He leaned back on his elbows, a wicked smile on his face. "Please.The first day I met you,you practically had a layer of permafrost covering you.”