“It wasn’t really fair. He was only sorta human!”
“I might kinda, sorta, really, truly love you”
“Really? Brixton? Where nobody speaks fucking English?” Okay, that wasn’t quite fair, and supposedly Brixton was getting “gentrified.” “Remember Guns of Brixton, the Clash?”
“He wasn’t really a spy; he just helped them out when they were busy.”
“The only way to understand what's really fair is to take a long-range view of things.”
“It was as though he was pure sexual energy contained in a wrapper of smooth, bronze skin, and damn, it wasn’t fair that a demon should be so cover-model handsome.”