You flirt with everything." She could tell that her eyes were popping-- her eyeballs actually felt cold around the edges. "You flirt with old people and babies and everybody in between.

What would we do together?" Cath asked. "He'd want to go to the bar,and I'd want to stay home and write fanfiction.

Prefiero verterme a mí misma en un mundo que amo y entiendo, que tratar de hacer algo de la nada.

I'm not really a book person."
"That might be the most idiotic thing you've ever said to me.

You're not the ugly one." Levi grinned. "You're just the Clark Kent."
Cath started checking her e-mail.
"Hey, Cath," Levi said, kicking her chair. She could hear the teasing in his voice. "Will you warn me when you take off your glasses?

Why were people always going on and on about the heart? Almost everything Levi happened in Cath's stomach.