“You look too pretty to be useful. - Angeline”

“Jill was tall and slim, like most Moroi. With that figure came a modest chest. Angeline's chest...was not so modest.”

“Whereas Angeline's antics made me want to pull out my hair sometimes, Trey found them endearing.”

“How is Angeline?” asked Dimitri. “Is she improving?” Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions.“Improving how exactly?” I asked. “In combat, in following the dress code, or in keeping her hands to herself?”“Or in turning off caps-lock?” added Eddie.“You noticed that too?” I asked.“Hard not to,” he said.”

“She studied him for a few more seconds. “Youlook too pretty to be useful.”I gasped in spite of myself. Adrian chuckled andshook her hand.“Truer words were never spoken,” he said.”

“What happened, then? You're stomping through every puddle you can find and look like you're going to punch the first person you see." "Why are you hanging around, then? Aren't you worried about getting hit?" "Aw, you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty”

“Why are you hanging around, then? Aren't you worried about getting hit?""Aw, you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty.”