“Get off me, you lard-ass, halitosis, flea-infested horror-movie reject! (Alexion)”

“How did you fastforward and turn it off? (Danger)I wanted it off and off it went. (Alexion)Wow, that’s amazing. I guess this makes me the luckiest woman in the world. (Danger)How so? (Alexion)I’ve found the only man alive who won’t ever shout out, ‘honey, where’s the remote?’ then tear my house apart in pursuit of it. (Danger)”

“So what name would you rather I call you? she asked as she headed out of the parking lot. Ias or Alexion. He gave her a devilish grin that set fire to her hormones. I would rather you call me lover. He wagged his eyebrows playfully at her. Danger rolled her eyes. Like all men with a onetrack mind, he was incorrigible. Don't blame me, Alexion said in an almost offended tone. I can't help it. You should see the way you fight. It really turned me on. Could you tell me how to turn you off? -Danger and Alexion”

“You snide halitosis-breathing worthless shit sack! (Stryker)”

“Lucille certainly picked a fine time to leave us, didn’t he? I just wish our only problem was four hungry children and a crop in the field. (Danger)You know, your sarcasm isn’t helping anymore than your bizarre and scattered references to literature and bad country songs. (Alexion)Not true, it’s helping me maintain a calm facade that I most definitely do not feel. (Danger)Well, it’s starting to piss me off. (Alexion)Ooo, you almost scare me when you say that.”

“You’ve got on a white coat. (Ephani) Awesome cognitive powers you have there. (Alexion)”

“What are you? (Danger) Well, had you listened before you stabbed me, you would have heard the ‘I’m Acheron’s Squire’ part. Apparently that somehow escaped your hearing and you mistook me for a pin cushion. (Alexion) ”