“Really? Is there anyone here one hundred percent human? No. I think dying from an unbuckled belt is the least of our concerns right now.” – Sasha“And I don’t put it in drive until everyone’s secure. That means you, wolfboy.” – Sundown“Un-frakkin’-believable. I’m in hell. With a lunatic. Might as well have stayed with Zarek. Next thing you know, you’ll be drowning pancakes with syrup, too. (He made a grand showing of buckling himself in.) Hope you get fleas.” – Sasha”

“Everyone buckled in?" Sasha snorted, then gaped as he realized Jess wasn't joking about it. "Really?" Is there anyone here one hundred percent human? No. I think dying from an unbuckled belt is the least of our concerns right now.""And I don't put it in drive until everyone's secure. That means you, wolfboy."Sasha's exasperated expression was priceless. "Unfrakkin'-believable. I'm in hell. With a lunatic. Might as well have stayed with Zarek. Next thing you know, you'll be drowning pancakes in syrup, too." He made a grand showing of buckling himself in. "Hope you get fleas" he mumbled under his breath. "Thank you." Jess pulled out of the garage.She pressed her lips together to keep from laughing at them. No doubt they'd take turns beating on her if she did. Curling his lip, Sasha sarcastically mocked his words in silence. "By the way, cowboy, you do know that if we were to wreck, I can teleport out of this thing right?" "Is Scooby still bitching?" Jess asked Choo Co La Tah. "Remind me to check his vet record when we get back. I think he might have distemper or rabies or something.”

“Check on Ren.” – Sundown“In the electricity cube? What kind of psycho are you?” – Sasha“Sasha…” – Sundown“Fine. I get shocked, you better start checking shoes before you put them on.” – Sasha”

“I think I’m going to barf a hairball.” – Sasha“You can’t. You’re canine.” – Sundown“Tell that to the hairball in my stomach.” – Sasha”

“Psst!”(Sasha turned around in a circle, looking for the source of the sound. Jess arched a brow at Abigail.) “I didn’t do it.” – Abigail(They looked at Sasha.) “What? Some freak noise gets made, and you blame the dog? That ain’t right. Next thing you know, I’ll get blamed for gas attacks, too.” – Sasha”

“Speaking of friends…why did our new coyote buddies run from you?” – Sundown“I’m that badass.” – Sasha “Seriously.” – Sundown“O ye of little faith. You doubt my rep? My skills?” – Sasha“And your brains.” – Sundown”