“Trust me, today not even my Timex could take a licking and keep on ticking. Give me a Tonka truck and I’ll squash it with my ink pen. (Taryn)”

“Do you need me to come pick you up? (Janine)No. I appreciate the thought, but I have to wait on the tow truck, which seems to be the only thing moving slower than my DOA Firebird. (Taryn)”

“I don’t ever want to leave this bed, my lady Taryn. (Sparhawk)Me either. But if we don’t, it could get ugly after a few days. We’d shrivel up from lack of water. (Taryn)”

“Well, I would throw myself under the nearest bus, but considering my luck today, I’m sure it would break down less than a millimeter from me and just ruin my clothes…Probably break my watch, too. (Taryn)”

“Look. (Mark held up his hands for Nick’s inspection.) They’re all pruny and wet. I’ll never have my soft sweet hands again.” – Mark “You’re not right, are you?” – Nick “I know this clown. He keeps teasing me with these near death experiences. One day, I’m going to take his butt down even when I’m not supposed to. You can’t keep knocking on my door and then slamming it in my face. It’s just not right.” – Death”

“I’ll take him outside and beat him for making my girl cry. (Acheron)Really? (Kat)Absolutely. Forget medieval, I’ll break Atlantean on his ass, and you’ve seen what a ticked-off Atlantean god can do. Makes Hannibal Lecter look like a crybaby. (Acheron)”

“Are all knights so gentle? (Taryn)I know not, Taryn, since I don’t make it my habit to lie abed with other knights. (Sparhawk)”