“I have more important things to do anyway. I have a hangnail that needs my attention. (Dev)”

“No can do. Wren stays here. (Dev)Not what I was told. (Varyk)Well, I just told you. (Dev)”

“Hey, man. Where have you been? (Dev)Out and about. You? (Talon)(Dev gave him a wicked grin.) Mostly in and out. (Dev)”

“You really turning mercenary on your favorite older brother? (Dev)No. I would never do that to Alain. (Aimee)Ouch! Bearswan got ‘tude. (Dev)”

“And neither do I, asshole. (Wren)Wow. Multiple syllables and a whole sentence from the tiger. Who’d have ever thought it? Whoever she was, she must have had a lot of talent to make you speak. Next thing you know, she’ll have the dead walking. Quick, call a Dark-Hunter. I’m sure some of them would like another resurrection. (Dev)”

“Do you need me to come pick you up? (Janine)No. I appreciate the thought, but I have to wait on the tow truck, which seems to be the only thing moving slower than my DOA Firebird. (Taryn)”

“You really don’t want to take that tone with me. (Varyk)Well, I do have several others we can choose from. Contemptuous. Angry. Snide. Aggravated. How about I just settle on extreme sarcasm and we call it even? (Dev)”