Would you leave me alone, you walking pair of boots! Let go of my easel, you refugee from a luggage factory. If you need some wood for a toothpick, there’s a bunch of it on the porch. (Sunshine)
Beth. What are you doing?...She says she was forcing you inside before it got dark and something decided to eat you. (Talon)
Tell Swamp Breath I was headed this way. Why was she…Oh jeez, am I really have a conversation with a gator? (Sunshine)

Author: Sherrilyn Kenyon