“May the strength of Ares and wisdom of Athena see you through. (Eros)And may Hades roast your hoary soul. (Julian)”

“You want the bad news, or the really bad news? (Eros)Oh, let’s see…how about we make my day special, and start with the worst, then work our way up? (Julian)”

“What was it Grandpa used to say? ‘You may pawn your soul to the devil, but the good Lord will always bail you out?' (Zeke)”

“Why did you hit him? (Grace)Because it gave me a great deal of pleasure. (Julian)Nice. You haven’t seen me in what, two thousand years? So, instead of a friendly, brotherly hug, I get slugged. (Eros)”

“You okay? (Grace)Oh, yeah. I’m just fine considering the fact I’ve walked through burning fires that hurt less than my groin does right now. (Julian)I said I was sorry. Okay, can you reach the pedals? (Grace)I’d like to reach your pedals…(Julian)Julian! Would you concentrate? (Grace)All right. I’m concentrating. (Julian)I don’t mean on my breasts. (He dropped his hungry gaze to her lap.) Or there, either. (Grace)”

“Um, Dr. Alexander, there’s a couple out here who say they’re related to you. They…um…they’re biker people. (Nurse)Hey, Julian. Tell Attila the Hun here that we’re okay so we can come and ooh and aah over the babies. (Eros)”

“You touch her, and I will take that dagger at your side and cut your heart out with it. (Julian)”