“It's a physical sickness. Étienne. How much I love him. I love Étienne. I love that the accent over his first name is called an acute accent, and that he has a cute accent.”

“I love it when he cocks an eyebrow whenever I say something he finds clever or amusing. I love listening to his boots clomp across my bedroom ceiling. I love that the accent over his first name is called an acute accent, and that he has a cute accent.”

“Ooh. British accent alert. I love accents. I sat up straighter to make sure I didn’t miss a word.”

“Flight 2039 to Boston is now boarding at gate 14A," a voice announced over the PA system.Nellie sighed. "I love Irish accents." She paused. "And Australian accents. And English accents." A dreamy look came over her face. "Theo had an awesome accent."Dan snorted. "Yeah, there was just that one tiny problem. He turned out to be a two-timing, backstabbing thief.”

“An accent. HE HAS A BRITISH ACCENT. Dear God, I'm dying.”

“I wonder if it would be unethical for me to turn James Marsters? And then force him to fake the Cockney accent? And then make him my love monkey?”