Yves. You are goint to love him all over again when you meet him, believe me. You're married.'
'I'm what? But I can't be more than eighteen!'
'My son is very persuasive,' said Saul proudly.

Xav!
Got you. Not letting you go.
I realised I wasn't alone in mental deep space; he had always been there and could pilot me home.

So you got Phoenix back,” declared Karla, clapping her hands in delight. “That’s lovely.”
“I’m more on loan,” I muttered.
“Yeah, my little library book.

So, Zed, isn’t this a killer outfit?”
“Certainly a killer, baby.”
“Good, because I’ve bought another five just like it.”
“You horrible, teasing fairy. If you really have more of those fashion disasters in your bags, I’m gonna hang you on top of the family Christmas tree in December.

Trace is cooking Nonna's lasagna."
"Wow. I must see this."
"He was wearing her little apron and everything."
"Got a camera?

Hell-on-skis, can you hear me? This is flying cupcake.