“I want the tigard. (Varyk)And I want you to leave. Guess who’s going to win this argument? And in case you’re even denser than you appear, it’s not you. (Dev)”

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

“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)”

“Are you calling me out? (Varyk)I’m calling you slow. Not out. (Dev)”

“And you don’t matter to me, table scrap. (Varyk)That feeling is entirely mutual, bear bait. Hell, I don’t even acknowledge you as being here. So get out and take your trash with you. (Dev)”

“There will come a time and a place when you won’t be as lucky as you are tonight. (Varyk)Come get some anytime you miss your mama and need your ass spanked. (Dev)”

“Since when does a dog care about what it humps? (Dev)I could go so low with that that even the gutter would envy us, but…I know what you’re trying to do. You’re trying to provoke a fight with me so that you can legally turn me away. I really, really want to give you that fight, too, but I have to see Sasha and it can’t wait. Sorry. We’ll have to hump and fight later. (Fury)”