“Note even Moroi give licenses to infants, Sage,”
“Sage,” Adrian declared. “These hands don’t do manual labor.”
“Sage.” He laughed. “I’m into anything, so long as you’re with me.”
“You’re killing me here, Sage!”“I’m not doing anything.”“Exactly my point.”
“Cool',” said Adrian. “'Wind.’ I see what you did there, Sage. Pretty clever.”
“Who knows more about male weakness: you or me? Use my knowledge, Sage.”