“Then we have an understanding. Keep the riffraff off my turf or I mop the floor with all of you. (ZT)”

“I’m not your bitch, Phobos. You didn’t drag me out of the pound to put a collar on me. Don’t expect me to heel because you say so. You are on my turf now. Think about it. (ZT)”

“Without a word or hesitation, Pain took the mop from Nick. Suffering moved to pick up glass."Wow. Where have you two been all my life?"Pain quirked and eyebrow as he mopped the floor."Walking hand in hand with you. Haven't you noticed?”

“The demon in me that knows there's a demon in you who can mop the floor with my raunchy butt tells me to say yes. I care. Deeply." (Ren)”

“And he’s just plain odd. And what is your problem that you keep putting yourself in my way? (Geary)She’s feisty, Skotos. I can see the appeal. (ZT)”

“Not to be rude, but what the hell? I live for it. You can’t start running your mouth about what you’ve seen here tonight. (ZT)Great threat you’ve going there big ZT. News flash, I didn’t want to see anything. Your people dragged me into this against my will, not the other way around, and who am I going to tell anyway? The last thing I want is to be dragged off and committed because I saw...something that no rational human being has ever seen before. (Geary)I don’t think you understand what’s going on here, do you? (ZT)Not a clue and, no offense, I like it that way. Clueless rules. (Geary)”