“It's going to snow on the mountains," she warned him."Ew, snow," I muttered to myself. It was June, for crying out loud."Wear a jacket.”

“Just snow and sapphire and ink.”

“You don’t have anything like this. For crying out loud, you only own one skirt!”

“Ian paused and leaned closer to me so that I couldn't seem to see anything around his face, just snow and sapphire and ink.”

“Ew. Someone put the dog out, "Rosalie murmured wrinkling her nose.Have you herd this one, Psycho?how do a blond's brain cells die?"She didn't say anything.Well?" I asked."Do you know the punch line or not?"She looked pointedly at the TV and ignored me.Has she heard it?" I asked Edward.No." He answered.Awesome. So you'll enjoy this, bloodsucker--a blond's brain cells die alone.”

“Say it...out loud.”

“If Seth didn't cut it out, I was going to throw a pinecone at him.”