Bite me, Goth princess, Shane called from the back. Not literally or anything. Maybe you should say that to Michael. Not funny, Eve, Michael said. Eve raised her eyebrows and held her fingers up, measuring off about an inch. Little bit, she said.
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They came out in a dim, damp basement - a generic sort of place, full of moulding boxes. 'You take me to the nicest places,' Claire said, and sneezed.
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You know what we call pedestrians in Morganville? Mobile bloodbanks.
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Welcome to Morganville. You'll never want to leave. And even if you do.. Well, you can't. Sorry about that.
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You can't go around.. Licking things that come out of a water treatment plant. That's just.. Unsanitary.
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Parents had some kind of sin radar, Claire thought. They always called when you were in the middle of something you just knew they'd consider wrong. Or at least risky.
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Eve: She told me last!Shane: Boyfriend!Michael: Landlord!Eve: Crap. Right. Next time you sell your soul to the devil, I get first contact!
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Oliver: You turned me down. So why, I wonder, did you decide Amelie would be a better choice?Claire: She smells better. And she made me cookies.
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I love arguing with you, Claire. You always surprise me. And occasionally, you evenmake sense.
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I am not getting you a brain, because I am not that kind of assistant, Dr. Frankenstein.
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Now play, make-believe dead girl
Is that how tall you are without those ridiculous shoes?' he said derisively. I think I was born bigger than that.''I bet you were. Five feet of fat head and two inches of a**,' Claire muttered, standing up.'Claire!' Helen blurted out, shocked. Lucas's shoulders were shaking with laughter. Jason pretended to take the joke OK, but Helen suspected his feelings were hurt.
I think I'd fall for you no matter what, Claire. You're kind of awesome.
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She wanted to lunge over and kiss him. Well, ew, not really, maybe a hug. Or a hanshake.
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It's a sad day when Myrnin is the safe choice, she thought. Apparently, he thought so, too, because he gave her a long, troubled look before pressing his thumb to a glass plate inside the room and opening the door.
I have no idea what that is, but yawn, anyway, just on principle. Eat up. Pancakes is brain food. Apparently not grammar food. Wow. You college girls are mean.
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Hannah: What's your plan?Claire: Go get himHannah: Honey, that is not a plan. That's what we in the military call an objective.
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Michael: 'Hey, remember when I almost didn't let you into the house that first day you came?'Claire: 'Yep'Michael: 'Well, I was dead wrong. Maybe I never said that out loud before, but I mean it, Claire. All that's happened since.. We wouldn't have made it. Not me, not Shane, not Eve. Not without you.'Claire: 'It's not me. It's not! It's us, that's all. We're just better together. We.. Take care of each other.'Shane: 'Stop vamping up my girl, man. She needs coffee.'Michael: 'Don't we all. Vamping up your girl? Dude. That's low.'Shane: 'Digging for China. Come on.
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Claire: Seriously? My mom? Let you in my room? In the middle of the night?Michael: Moms like me.
Eve: Shut up, we have zero time for you and your bullshit dramaticsMonica: Or what, you'll bleed on me, Emo Princess of Freakdomonia?Claire: Fine. You come with us. If you get in my way, I'll kill you.
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Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. Ladies? After you. Rude, Claire said.I was being polite!Not when you have a flamethrower.
Oh, he is cute! Shane said in a fake girly voice. Gee, maybe we can ask him out!Shut up, you weasel. Claire, hit him!
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Happy birthday, she said. And next time? Eat the stupid cupcake.
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