“...you’d think my own face would know me... ”
“My forehead is starting to get wrinkled, but you’d hardly notice it because all the wrinkles in my shirt would distract your attention from my face.”
“you’d think that silence would be peaceful. but really, it’s painful.”
“You’d think a bit of kissing would cheer her up.”
“It doesn’t hurt much. I don’t know how it looks” – he lowered his hand and turned his face to the side – “but it can’t be that bad. What do you think? You’d date me, right?”Alex pushed him away, grinning. “You’re an idiot.”
“Why would you do that? (Delphine)Why do you think? (Jericho)Because I’m a bossy hag and you’d rather be enslaved to a man you hate than deal with me. (Delphine)You know…you’re not funny. (Jericho)I think I’m hysterical. (Delphine)”