“What do you want, Acheron? (Artemis)
You know what I want. After all I’m the top of the Food Chain and you…you’re the Food. (Acheron)”

“You want me here. (Artemis)
Yeah, like an alien rectal probe up my sphincter.' (Acheron)”

“It can’t eat him. I forbid it. (Artemis)
She can do as she pleases. I taught her to waste not, want not. (Acheron)”

“What else can I do to piss you off? (Acheron)
You can leave me. (Tory)
I would never do that, Tory. No one can live without their heart and that’s what you are to me. (Acheron)”

“He wanted what he didn’t know and he didn’t know how to get what he wanted.’ (Acheron)”

“Do you want my input or is this just an angry tirade you need to vent? (Acheron)
Both! (Kat)
Okay, you rant and I’ll add my comments at the end. (Acheron)”

“I don’t like your hair black. (Artemis)
And I don’t like your head attached to your shoulders. Guess we can’t all have what we want, huh? (Acheron)”

“If you’re concerned about your health, you should probably avoid products that make health claims. Why? Because a health claim on a food product is a strong indication it’s not really food, and food is what you want to eat”

“But right now I’m here with you. And I want to know where you are, what you need, and what you want to do.”

“What do you do when Mom leaves you alone like this? (Kat)
I write romance novels. (Acheron)”