“Two uniformed officers approached him at speed. Both were wearing Salvation Army badges and carrying some fearsomely bulky weapons labelled as ‘Googles’.One of them drew his Google and aimed it barrel-forward at my grandfather.”
“The two men -- Fray and Malkin -- were standing near each other. They were not unarmed. They were quite seriously not unarmed. Both men were carrying -- or at least aiming -- what could only be categorised as small artillery pieces: two bulky gas-powered spinguns, so heavy that they had to be strapped to their bodies via thick leather girdles. Malkin was aiming at the angels, more or less.”
“My research methods were extremely advanced. I Googled vinegar.”
“Google is so my bitch”
“My Google-fu is strong.”
“I loves me my Google”