“Pretend to be a delinquent?" I asked clarifying."You can do it," Dave advised me. "Just don't smile, and try to look like you're considering stealing something.”

“We'll need to clarify for the record, that I'm a pretend girlfriend. Pretend,” she demands. “Got it? If you're giving me that goofy look because you think there are going to be benefits as part of this deal, you can just hold it right there! Pretend girlfriend. Say it with me.” I shake my head at her outrageous comments. “Please. I've got that understood.” “Good.”

“What else do you want to do to me?" Jace asked, and Clint smiled. "That's a wicked look you've got going on.""Just remember, you're the one who asked for it.""It was merely a conversation starter.""Consider it started. Now I'm going to finish it.”

“Alan Blunt got in touch with me and asked me to put you up here for the rest of the week, to pretend that you're my son. I have to say, you don't look anything like me.""I don't look anything like myself either," Alex said.”

“Beautiful. He called me beautiful! But wait. I don't like Dave. Do I like Dave?”

“Tell me about the sharks, Rosie," Dave said, trying to cheer me up. "Well, you can't tell how dangerous they are from their size. That's all wrong. The big ones don't always feed on meat." "How do you tell a dangerous one?" he asked. "Their teeth." "So what, you ask them to smile?" "If you're stupid enough to come close and see them smile," I said, thinking of Luke, "then you deserve everything you get.”