We could call him Gynecological Gage or Assman - AssHOLE - take your pick.

What do you love?"
"You for doing this - you in general. Chocolate, sushi, malt shakes. All things I'm highly deficient in at the moment. Well, other than you."
"What do you hate?"
"Chloe and clowns. Come to think of it, Chloe is a clown.

Chloe Bishop took an ax and gave Skanky Skyla forty whacks. And when she saw what she had done, she gave her family forty-one."
A tingle of fear rises through my spine as Chloe cackles her way into Ethan's bedroom.

Chloe Bishop is certifiably insane.
And dear God Almighty - I do believe she's going to kill us all.

Personally." My mother digs a smile into the side of her cheek. "I'm rooting for Logan."

Logan produces a grin that suggests he's the cat that ate the canary, and suddenly I'm feeling rather canary-ish.

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

Hell - you'll be lucky to join the circus!"
"I don't need to join the circus." Ethan stretches his arms to the sky, bored with the entire situation. "I live with you, don't I?"
"He so got Tad there," I whisper.