“You let him go alone? (Kat)Well, given the fact that it was in this time zone and there’s a little thing outside called the sun...yeah. Burnt-up Daimon wouldn’t be helpful to nobody, least of all me and my tailor. (Damien)”

“Why didn’t you come tell me he was heading out alone? (Kat)’Cause he does it all the time. Didn’t think anything about it. But now that you’re here I’ll make sure and keep you updated on everything he does. That way you can cut his meat up for dinner and help him tie his shoes and use the potty, too. (Damien)”

“What? It's not my fault I stab all the fanged people. They shouldn't look like Daimons. (Tabitha)I didn't look like a Daimon, but you stabbed me. (Valerius)Yeah, well, you looked like a lawyer so I had to kill you. It was a moral imperative. (Tabitha)”

“Now would be a good time to tell me you have your sais with you, Kat. (Cassandra)Nada. You got your kamas on you? (Kat)Yeah. I tucked them into my bra before I left home. (Cassandra)”

“Don’t touch me, Daimon. You’re not worthy. (Kessar)Up yours, asshole. I don’t want the Sumerian slime pit stench on me anyway. Take your girlfriends and get the hell out of our casino. (Damien)”

“Simi? You got some free time? (Kat)Of course I do. You know akri on Olympus with that heifer-goddess I want to eat, but he won’t let the Simi have no dinner. So why you calling me, little akra-kitty? (Simi)”

“Damn, all I wanted was a drink of coffee and one little beignet. Coffee… Daimons… Coffee…Daimons. (Talon)I think in this case the Daimons better win. (Wulf)Yeah, but it’s chicory coffee. (Talon)Talon wanting to be toasted by Acheron for failure to protect humans. (Wulf)”