“You managed to get him a duster, but you couldn't find me a pair of jeans?”

“What have you gotten me into?" I hissed at him."Me? What have you gotten yourself into? Couldn't I have just picked you up at the police station for underage drinking, like most fathers?”

“You…you need to move on,” I managed. Yes, that was a sound reason. “You need to find someone else. You know I don’t—that I can’t. Well, you know. You’re wasting your time with me.”He remained firm. “It’s my time to waste.”

“Dimitri Belikov: "Now get back to your room—if you can manage it without throwing yourself at someone else.”Rose Hathaway: "Is that your subtle way of calling me a slut?”(Vampire Academy)”

“And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster.”

“You made your own jean shorts...with a butter knife?”

“There was a look of woe on his face that was almost comical. Raids, bullets, criminals...no problem. A missing duster? Crisis.”