“I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last.Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both.”

“Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me.”

“But I can say you’re okay for an irreverent party boy with occasional moments of brilliance.”“Brilliant? You think I’m brilliant?” He threw his hands skyward. “You hear that, world? Sage says I’m brilliant.”“That’s not what I said!”...“Come on, Sage. You understand how my mind works. You said I was brilliant, remember?”Eddie glanced at me in surprise. “You did?”“No! I never said that.” Adrian’s smile was infuriating. “Stop telling people that.”

“You’re killing me here, Sage!”“I’m not doing anything.”“Exactly my point.”

“So far I’m not seeing a lot of difference between me and a carnival con-man.”

“You’re wearing that?”… “This is the kind of shirt that says, ‘You’re never getting in here.’”“Well, why would he?” I demanded.…”I think it’s more like a shirt that says, ‘I’m going to have to end this date early so I can go prepare by Power Point presentation.”

“Oh, God. I’m trapped in the fucking Chronicles of Narnia.""I’m sure that would be an amusing reference, if I understood it.”