“Seriously, what is it about men in jeans and bare feet which is so totally hot?”

“God, he’s such a cocky, arrogant bastard at times. And I totally fancy him. No I don’t.Yes, I do.No. I. Don’t.Ah fuck.”

“I feel lost in it. Lost in him. Too him. Consumed and totally intoxicated. I feel reckless. Heedless. Like I could do anything...want to do anything, with him, right here and now.”

“Remember honey, he's a man, and with men you just have to treat them like the children they are”

“Why do you even want to be here with me? You can barely stand to look at me for the most part, let alone be around me. I'm doing you a favor here, Nathan. I'm freeing you of me.""Wait...Stay.""No.""I'm not asking.""I thought we were done.""We'll never be done.”

“So overnight I’ve somehow turned into a woman who has sex with a complete stranger, a slightly weird stranger might I add, that results in my clothes getting ruined to the point of incineration and I have no memory of said sex. Which I suppose in a way is kind of a shame because he is really fit.”

“Yes, well we're all clean as whistles my darling until men like him come along and dirty us right up”