“These are used solely for Blood Rites. (Leo)Is that like special ed? (Susan)”

“In essence, we’re their servants who help them and who guard them from the public. (Leo)Oh gee, golly, goodie, Mr. Leo! Can I have my eyes gouged out, too? (Susan)”

“Her Squire, Celena, Ms. Blood Rite, I-kill-anything-that-breaks-formation, is on her way over here to have a word with you. Since Celena isn’t real big on conversation, I’m taking that as a euphemism for ‘kick your ass.’ (Rafael)”

“Looks like I’m going to ruin your day, Big Boy. I choose to live my crappy life a little longer. (Susan)”

“You know, if my life was a horse, I’d shoot it. (Susan)”

“I’m assuming those are Daimons. (Susan)No, they’re Avon ladies. (Ravyn)”

“You’d better. Otherwise Stryker and I will feast on your innards, bathe in your blood and I will use your eyes as earrings. (Zephyra)You know, with imagery like that, you should write for Hallmark. (Jericho)”