“Oh, gods, you’re mated! I really hope it’s to Aimee. (Bride)Thankfully so. Otherwise I’d have had to kill me some ho and then beat Fang senseless. (Aimee)”

“Can you stand? (Aimee)I’m not helpless. (Fang)Oh, look! Mr. Macho is back in all his glory. Hello, Mr. Macho, it’s so not good to see you again. But you know, Mr. Macho, that you’ve been bedridden to the point that your legs aren’t used to carrying your weight and you’re not really human. So if you want to get up and fall, gods forbid I do anything to stop it. After all, I live for America’s Funniest Home Videos. Should I fetch a camcorder now? (Aimee)”

“Because if I don’t, Fang will die. (Aimee)Are you high? (Dev)No. (Aimee)C’mon, Aim, admit it. Heavy amounts of drugs are involved here. (Dev)”

“I love you, don’t I? And the gods know you are definitely not easy to deal with. (Aimee)Thanks, Aim. By the way I still have a tiny bit of confidence left. Please make sure you stomp on it too while you’re at it. Gods forbid it should actually grow into something called self-esteem. (Fang)”

“It’s just a mild disagreement, Papa. Remi has this whole need to breathe in and out, which annoys me. If he would just stop breathing, I’d be fine. (Aimee)”

“I love Wren and he knows it.”“Yeah, but he seems like he wouldn’t welcome it.”“Sometimes he doesn’t. But it’s like Cherise says, the hardest ones to love are always the ones whoneed it most.”(Aimee to Fang)”