“Letitia! What a name. Halfway between a salad and a sneeze.”

“Good! And what if you should happen to cough or to sneeze?" "A man who is making his escape does not cough or sneeze.”

“What garlic is to salad, insanity is to art.”

“He stopped and looked at her. "Your eyes are leaking.""It's the flowers. They make me sneeze.""Then let us be away from the garden. Open the door, love, if you will."She obeyed, then froze halfway over the threshold. "What did you call me?""The first of countless endearments if you'll but stir yourself to hold our current course.”

“My name," said Mr. Fresh."Pardon?" Charlie stopped tying himself up."I dress in mint green because of my first name. It's Minty."Charlie completely forgot what he was worried about. "Minty? Your name is Minty Fresh?"Charlie appeared to be trying to stifle a sneeze, but then snorted an explosive laugh. Then ducked.”

“Maybe these are our salad days.""Huh?""You know. Happy.""What's happy about a salad?"She shrugged. "Ranch," she said.”