Charles Could Care Less About Shoes -

“hey, Adam,” I Said. “i Thought You'd Want To Know That Warren And Darryl Made It Out Of The Vampire Den Alive.” I Sucked In My Breath. “you Didn't Actually Agree To Their Meeting On Marsilia's Grounds?” He Laughed. “no, It Just Sounded Better Than Saying They Made It Out Of Denny's Alive. It Might Not Be Romantic, But It's Open All Night And Set In The Middle Of A Brightly Lit Parking Lot With No Dark Places For Skulking Parties To Ambush From.”

After I Shut The Door Behind Me, I Heard Darryl Say "of Course Eating Him Would Work Too.

Obstreperous, ‘huh,” Said Tad. “i See You’ve Been Using That Big Word Of The Day Calendar I Got You Last Christmas.” “that Is Irrefragable,” I Told Him Solemnly.

I Don’t Think You’re Supposed To Be Able To Get At That Information,” Said Leslie. “don’t Look,” Said Goldstein, Peering Over Charles’s Shoulder. “we Don’t Know Anything About Illegal Hacking.” He Whistled Cheerily.

He Sighed. " I Don't Think An Apology Will Do, Mercy. Because An Apology Implies That You Wouldn't Do It Again. And, Under The Circumstances, You Wouldn't Do Anything Differently, Would You?" "no.