“Well, let’s all get maudlin, shall we? George, stop on the way and get us some red-hot pokers to put out our eyes. Oh, and while you’re at it, I think we should see about adding salt for our wounds, too. (Solin)Quite good, sir. Is there any particular place you’d care for me to stop? I’ve heard the market is a good place for pokers. That is, if you’re agreeable to a short detour. (George)What do you two think? Run-of-the-mill pokers, or a better quality. Oh hell, why not use rusty spoons. They’d hurt more. (Solin)”

“Anything to piss you off, Brother. Why else? (Arik)Oh, that’s easy enough to do. Basically the fact that you breathe does that. (Solin)Love you, too. (Arik)Of course you do, like a plague on your privates. (Solin)”

“How do you know about Boy George? (Jesse)I was in hell, Jesse. What do you think they used to torture me with? Bad pop songs. (Xypher)”

“Then you’re going to stay in that net until eternity comes to pass. (Sin)Well, that’s really intelligent, isn’t it? What are you going to do? Put drinks on me or just use me as a conversation piece whenever friends come over? And let’s not even think about what’s going to happen when I need to use the restroom, shall we? I hope you have a standing order at Sofa Express. (Kat)”

“But you helped me and Arik. Why would you do that if you really feel that way? (Geary)What can I say? It’s so much more enjoyable to snatch victory from the hands of the gullible. You guys make the most delightful sound of agony when you’re betrayed. (Solin)”

“Yet you’re helping me. Why? (Arik)Nothing better to do. Eternity is boring. Really boring. I’m hoping that when you pop the seal on Atlantis, there will be a giant explosion to add some humor and interest to my life. If we’re really lucky, Apollymi will come out and thoroughly entertain us with a massive fireworks display. Hell, if she does half of what she did last time, there will be belly rolls aplenty for those of us who hate the Olympians and humanity. (Solin)”

“Wouldn’t it be freaky if the two of us exchanged places? You’d have to go home to my house and make out with Duncan. (Mary)Ah, gah! Eye bleach. Don’t put that shit in my head. You’re my sister, for Pete’s sake. Now I’m going to have to beat your husband the next time I see him for defiling you. (Zeke)Oh, pooh. You always overreact to everything. (Mary)”