“You're really not that good a mechanic, Edward. Maybe you should have Rosalie take a look at it tonight, just so you look good if Mike decides to let you help, you know. Not that it wouldn't be fun to watch his face if Rosalie showed up to help. But since Rosalie is supposed to be across the country attending college, I guess that's not the best idea. Too bad.”

“Yes Rosalie, we all know how proficient of an assassin you are.”

“Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.”

“What's so funny?" Bella mumbled."I got food in her hair," I told her, chortling again."I'm not going to forget this, dog," Rosalie hissed."S'not so hard to erase a blond's memory," I countered. "Just blow in her ear."Get some new jokes, "Rosalie snapped.”

“I wish there had been someone there to vote no for me -Rosalie Cullen”

“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.”

“Ian didn't come. He just sat here with you--he said he didn't care what you looked like. He wouldn't let anyone else put a finger on your tank at all, not even me or Mel. But Doc let me watch this time. It was way cool, Wanda. I don't know why you wouldn't let me watch before. They wouldn't let me help, though. Ian wouldn't let anyone touch you but him.' Ian squeezed my hand and leaned in to whisper through all the hair. His voice was so low that I was the only one who could hear. 'I held you in my hand, Wanderer. And you were so beautiful.”