“It’s a responsibility that I take most seriously, so excuse me for banning you from killing them because you have reverse PMS. (Acheron)Reverse PMS? (Artemis)Yeah, unlike a normal woman, you’re cranky twenty-eight days out of the month. (Acheron)”

“You owe me this. You made me get rid of my assassin and now I have no control over those creatures that—"That you created," he added, interrupting her angry tirade. "Don't forget the important part here. The Dark-Hunters wouldn't exist at all had someone, and for the sake of your missing intellect let me clarify that, you, not stolen powers from me that could bring back the dead. I didn't need the Dark-Hunters to help me fight against the Daimons and protect the humans. I was doing fine on my own. But you wouldn't have it. You created them and made me responsible for their lives. It's a responsibility that I take most seriously, so excuse me for banning you from killing them because you have reverse PMS."She scowled. "Reverse PMS?"Yeah, unlike a normal woman, you're cranky twenty-eight days out of the month.”

“Come home with me, Acheron. I’ll make it well worth your while. (Artemis)I have a headache. (Acheron)You’ve had a headache for two hundred years! (Artemis)And you’ve had PMS for eleven thousand. (Acheron)”

“Can you get it? (Jaden)If I swear myself to eternal slavery to Artemis. Yes. (Acheron)I’d rather trade places with Prometheus and have my innards ripped out every day. (Jaden)So would I. (Acheron)”

“What do you want, Acheron? (Artemis)You know what I want. After all I’m the top of the Food Chain and you…you’re the Food. (Acheron)”

“You want me here. (Artemis)Yeah, like an alien rectal probe up my sphincter.' (Acheron)”