There will be no slandering of celestial beings. I've warned you on countless occasions."
"If said celestial beings weren't spreading celestial rumors, perhaps I wouldn't be moved to wrench celestial balls.

The only thing that frightens me, Chloe, is that you keep lessening the six degrees of separation in our lives.

There are two covenants that cease to exist in the Master's Kingdom - death and marriage."
"What an appropriate pairing," I muse.
"He thought so.

She is INSANE," I scream, standing in the middle of Marshall's living room.
"Of course, she's insane. That would be your genealogy by the way.

Breast milk is big business." My mother uses my sarcasm as a springboard for her insanity. "We should consider opening a shop that caters to that market. We can call it 'The Milk Bar' or 'Mother's Milk'."

...Ethan slaps his hand on the counter. "We can have ice cream made from that shit." He nods into my mother, stony faces, as if he didn't just let an expletive fly.

Right. Like I'm going to lose my freaking mind and hop right down the demonic bunny trail with Marshall so he can paw me every chance he gets.