His Eyes, I’d Long Since Discovered, Could

You, Know I'm The Queen's Favorite Great Nephew, Well, Yeah I'm Her Only Great Nephew, But That's Not Important, I'd Still Be Her Favorite.

Immortals Are, By Definition, Immortal. End Of Story.

He Was Hiding From His Problems In A Bottle, Something That Went Against Every Piece Of My Nature. Me? I Couldnʹt Let My Problems Win Without A Fight.

I've Given Up On You...love Fades. Mine Has.

I Nearly Dropped The Plate I Held. "you've Asked Me Out Tons Of Times." "not Really. I've Made Inapproprite Suggestions And Frequently Pushed For Nudity. But I've Never Asked You Out On A Real Date. And, If Memory Serves, You Did Say You'd Give Me A Fair Chance Once I Let You Clean Out My Trust Fund." "i Didn't Clean It Out," I Scoffed.