“So just look mean and don’t make eye contact with anyone. (Syn)Gee, hon, you take me to the most wonderful places. (Shahara)”

“Thank you, Shay. (Syn)For what? (Shahara)For looking into the eyes of nothing and seeing a man you could love. (Syn)”

“You have some severe mental problem I need to be aware of, don’t you? (Shahara)Just because I eat babies for breakfast and pick my teeth with their bones doesn’t mean I’m nuts. (Syn)Any other weird habits I should be aware of? (Shahara)Just my need to dance naked in the streets under the light of a full moon. (Syn)”

“What now? (Shahara)I’m thinking. (Syn)Could you think a little quicker? (Shahara)You’re not helping. (Syn)You’re lucky you’re still breathing and not limping. (Shahara)”

“You have a lot of faith in luck, don’t you? (Shahara)Not at all. She’s a vicious bitch who seldom knocks on my door. (Syn)”

“Save me, Shahara. Save me from the lonely nights that never end. (Syn)”