“He’s not lying. I can assure you, he’s part fish. Jacques Cousteau has nothing on him. Aquaman, either. (Solin)”

“Don’t you have a girlfriend or family you’d rather be with? (Geary)Only Solin, and honestly, he’s not this soft. Even if he was, it’d be gross. (Arik)”

“Good tuna-fish sandwiches; he’s the tallest man I’ve ever seen! (Pam)”

“Ooo, he’s snotty. I like him already. (Tee)”

“Yes, but I’ve already made my fortune in other things. (Solin)Such as? (Geary)Viagra. My brother learned to take a personal problem and profit by it. (Arik)It’s true. It pained me to see a man as young as Arik stricken with impotency. Therefore I had to do something to help the poor soul. But alas, there’s nothing to be done for it. He’s as flaccid as a wet noodle. (Solin)How creative of you to project your problem onto me. But then, they say celibacy is enough to make a man lose all reason. Guess you’re living proof, huh? (Arik)”

“They’ll come for me if I help you, and no offense, no one has ever bled for me, so I’m not about to bleed for anyone else. You can all go to hell for what I care. I’ve done enough helping. You’ve already brought Zebulon down on my ass and now the Dolophoni. It took me centuries to reach an impasse with them and I like our cold war a little too much to jeopardize it for you. (Solin)...He’s a fuzzy-little-bunny guy, isn’t he? (Geary)”

“You go to him for advice? He’s only what? Five years old? I swear I own older sweaters. (Tory)”