“Wouldn’t you like to slip into something more comfortable though? Perhaps a coma?”

“Here's something for you to remember; you might have been born into money, but you came out of a vagina the same as everyone else. Popping out of one that's rich doesn't make you anything but lucky, or susceptible to being stuck your own arse. Whichever.”

“You told me you don’t do relationships.”“I don’t. It only ends up a mess when true mates come along” ...“Then why? Why ask for more.”A slight pause. “Because you matter.”

“Name.” It was a demand this time, not a question...“Fuck you.”“Good name. I like it. Easy to remember. Mind if I call you Fuck for short?”

“Like it or not, your business became mine the minute you let me inside your body.”

“She's one of those people who are like Slinkies.""Slinkies?""Yeah. Basically useless, but they make you smile when you push them down the stairs.”

“Kieran will you sod off with that mascara and eyeliner before I end up looking like a bloody panda!”