I Need It! I Need It! It's

Whether It's Simply Some Fierce Animal Joining Of Mates Or A Sublime Merging Of Souls, She Is Mine, And I Am Hers.

If I Propose, You'll Know It. For One Thing, I'll Be Hyperventilating.

How Do You Know If A Demon Is Lying? His Lips Are Moving.

Even Now, Despite Angeline's Watchfulness, She'd Occasionally Oscillate Between Random Topics, Like How Shepherd's Pie Wasn't A Pie At All And Why It Was Pointless For Her To Take Class In Typing When Technology Would Eventually Develop Robot Companions To Do It For Us.

I Don't Suppose You Offered To Help?" "sage," Adrian Declared. "these Hands Don't Do Manual Labor." He Knocked Another Ball Into A Hole. "you Want To Play?" "what? With You?" "no, With Clarence." He Sighed At My Dumbfounded Look. "yes, Of Course With Me.