“What are you doing here? (Artemis) I wanted to thank you for what you did tonight, but as I considered that, it dawned on me that you have never once in eleven thousand years done anything for me for free. The sheer fear factor of that realization alone has made me come seeking you. So what gives? (Acheron)”

“Come home with me, Acheron. I’ll make it well worth your while. (Artemis)I have a headache. (Acheron)You’ve had a headache for two hundred years! (Artemis)And you’ve had PMS for eleven thousand. (Acheron)”

“Tell me, Acheron, is there anyone you will ever trust enough to release your soul? (Artemis)You know better. You’ve tutored me too well on how vicious women are. On how much love ruins and destroys. Thank you for the lesson, Artemis. It was just what I needed. And I assure you, it’s one I’ll never forget. (Acheron)”

“You’re human. No one cares if you sleep with a whore. (Artemis)(Tory did something she’d never in her life done before. She slapped another person.) You ever insult Acheron again and so help me, I’ll do to you what you allowed your brother to do to him. I’ll cut your tongue out for it. Acheron is the man I love and no one, ever, takes issue with him without having issues with me. (Tory)”

“What do you want, Acheron? (Artemis)You know what I want. After all I’m the top of the Food Chain and you…you’re the Food. (Acheron)”

“Damn, Atlantean, what did you do? (Julian)I apparently made a new friend. (Acheron)I made a friend like that once. The bastard almost gutted me. (Julian)”

“So what do you do? Really? (Kat)Nothing. Really. It’s boring as hell. Artemis won’t allow me to bring anything here with me. No guitar. No Cartoon Network. Occasionally, I sneak a book in just to watch her wig out when she finds it. (Acheron)”