Vending Machine: "This product has no known nutritional value and may cause irritability or wakefulness in some individuals. Please enjoy your selection and your day."
Eve: "Up yours.
Stichwörter: eve-dallas
I'd suggest putting your head between your knees, but I think that's physically impossible for you at the moment.
J.D. RobbStichwörter: eve-dallas roarke-humor
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Eve-"In the name of all that is holy...It's 2060, not 1760. Can't they figure out a better way to handle this process?"
Roarke-"Amen
Stichwörter: eve-dallas roarke-humor
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I want to see you again." He stopped, took her face in his hands. "I need to see you again."
Her pulse jumped, as if it had nothing to do with the rest of her. "Roarke, what's going on here?"
"Lieutenant." He leaned forward, touched his lips to hers. "indications are we're having a romance.
Stichwörter: eve-dallas roarke
Roarke cares very much for Beth and for me, and a few select others. But loves? I'm not sure he'd let himself risk quite that unstable an emotion.
J.D. RobbYou--Roarke." Eyes watering, she reached for more tissue. "Jesus, Eve. Jesus Christ, you never sleep with anybody. And you're telling me you slept with Roarke?"
"That's not precisely accurate. We didn't sleep.
Stichwörter: eve-dallas mavis
Eve: Anyway, thanks for riding to the rescue. You need a white hat. Good guys wear white, right?
Roarke: I look better in black.
Drop the fucking weapon, you fucking motherfucker or I'll fucking scramble your fucking brains. Hands up! Hands where I can fucking see them, you fucking cocksucker. You fucking breathe wrong, you fucking blink wrong, and I will fuck you up.
Fucker." Jacobsen snarled it as he shoved Marcell to the ground. "On your fucking face, you fucking shit coward. Stream my lieutenant in the fucking back? Fuck you.
Stichwörter: awesome eve-and-roarke in-death-series
God is dead and I am his replacement.
J.D. RobbThere's an oatmeal cookie in there. I see no reason for the existence of oatmeal, particularly in cookies.
J.D. RobbStichwörter: eve-dallas in-death oatmeal
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