Is That Clear?" Said Borcht "as Clear

Look, We're Trying To Explore Other Options To Your Retirement," The Whitecoat Said. "you Might Be Useful To Us In Other Ways." Because We're Not That Useful Dead,"nudge Said Thoughtfully. No," I Agreed. "well, Maybe As Doorstops." The Whitecat Made An "eew" Expression. Or Those Things In A Parking Lot That Show Where The Cars Should Stop," Suggested Iggy. He Closed His Eyes And Went Stiff, To Demonstrate What It Would Look Like. Also An Option.

They [erasers] Were Bad Fliers," Angel Chimed In, "and In Their Minds, They Weren't All Kill The Mutants, Like They Usually Are. They Were Like, Remember To Flap!

Huh - Why Is Max In The Kitchen?" Dr.martinez: "we're Cooking." Gazzy: "she's Just Keeping You Company, Right?" Dr.martinez: "no, She's Cooking." Nudge: "cooking...food?" Max: "yes, I'm Cooking Food, And It's Great, And You're Going To Eat It, You Twerps!

The Receptionist Looked Us Over, Then Went Back To Typing Something Incredibly Urgent—like Her Résumé́ For Another Job.

I Still Felt Like I Might Hurl, And I Thought About How Awful That Would Be In Midair.