“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)”

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

“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)”

“All you need to know is that I have an old enemy pretending to be me. (Acheron)
Why? (Talon)
Well, it obviously isn’t to be nice to me and win over my friends, now is it? (Acheron)”

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

“Sighing, she shut the book with a snap. “All right. You need to vent, so I’ll listen to you vent. But do it quickly, because Rydstorm was about to plunder Sabine with his thick, hard—”

“Don’t play that game with me, Acheron. Tell me what I need to know! (Xypher)
Nice tone. We should rent you out to record Halloween albums. (Acheron)”

“So what do you do? Really? (Kat)
Nothing. Really. It’s boring as hell. Artemis won’t allow me to bring anything here with me. No guitar. No Cartoon Network. Occasionally, I sneak a book in just to watch her wig out when she finds it. (Acheron)”

“I’ll do whatever you want, whatever you need. Anything. Just take me back.”