“Yeah, well, Tinkerbell comes near me; she's gettin' both barrels and no clapping!”
“Gettin' near the fire, chica, doesn't necessarily mmean you'll get burned.”
“Jensen spun, coming face to face with a life size version of Tinkerbell.”
“I'm a barrelful of hate! Come open me up!”
“Yeah,there was a whole chapter on you in my eight grade History of Angels textbook," Miles said.Arriane clapped. "And they told me that book was banned!”
“Tell them, Gabrielle,” Adam urged impatiently.Blinking, Gabby nodded. “I have one of the, er… fairies here with me –”“Tuatha Dé,” Adam corrected irritably. “You’re bloody well making me sound like Tinkerbell.”