“Hey, Choo? Wanna take odds on our survival tonight? We are in Vegas, after all. I think we should up the ante and have a huge payout for whoever calls in.” – Sasha”

“I really don’t have to die?” – Abigail“Are we going to be doing this all night? Should I book us a reservation at Redundancy?” – Choo Co La Tah”

“Why is the wolf always the one who’s drafted?” – Sasha “The wolf is the one who is most rested.” – Choo Co La Tah“What? You want to toss logic into my emotional outburst? Where’s the fairness of that?” - Sasha”

“Everyone buckled in?" Sasha snorted, then gaped as he realized Jess wasn't joking about it. "Really?" Is there anyone here one hundred percent human? No. I think dying from an unbuckled belt is the least of our concerns right now.""And I don't put it in drive until everyone's secure. That means you, wolfboy."Sasha's exasperated expression was priceless. "Unfrakkin'-believable. I'm in hell. With a lunatic. Might as well have stayed with Zarek. Next thing you know, you'll be drowning pancakes in syrup, too." He made a grand showing of buckling himself in. "Hope you get fleas" he mumbled under his breath. "Thank you." Jess pulled out of the garage.She pressed her lips together to keep from laughing at them. No doubt they'd take turns beating on her if she did. Curling his lip, Sasha sarcastically mocked his words in silence. "By the way, cowboy, you do know that if we were to wreck, I can teleport out of this thing right?" "Is Scooby still bitching?" Jess asked Choo Co La Tah. "Remind me to check his vet record when we get back. I think he might have distemper or rabies or something.”

“You should never allow your yesturday to use up too much of today. The past is gone, and tomorrow is at best a maybe. Live for this moment because it may be all you'll ever have.~Choo Co La Tah”

“We don’t have to do this. I can fight Coyote. We have the ability to defeat him.” – Sundown“Are you out of your effing mind? Hello? Where have you been for the last two days? I want whatever screwed-up glasses you’re looking through. ’Cause from where I’ve been standing, we’ve been getting our asses seriously kicked around the block. Up a few stairs and down again.” – Sasha”

“By the way, cowboy, you do know that if we were to wreck, I can teleport out of this thing. Right?” – Sasha“Is Scooby still bitching? Remind me to check his vet record when we get back. I think he might have distemper or rabies or something.” – Sundown”