Damn, girl. You space so hard, you ought to look into a career at NASA.

“Define better with that guy. Not all fangs and raaaaar.”

“You are the weirdest girl ever.”“Please. You live with Eve.”

“I think so,” she [Claire] said. “Just watch your back, okay?” “Nah, Michael’s g…”

“Perv."He pointed to himself. "Male and eighteen. What's your point?”