Is It True? You Had A Clean

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.

A Loud Booming Noise Interrupted Us, And We Saw A Flash Of Light Off To My Right. People Near The Other Garages Screamed. "there, You See?" Asked Abe, Quite Pleased With Himself. "a New Gate. Perfect Timing.

Sydney: I Can Do A Lot Of Things, Adrian. And—at The Risk Of Sounding Egotistical —i Mean, Well, I Can Do A Lot Of Pretty Awesome Things That Most People Can’t." Adrian: “don’t I Know It. You Can Change A Tire In Ten Minutes While Speaking Greek.” Sydney: “five Minutes.

I Nodded. "yup. What I Did Was Tantamount To Treason In Their Eyes." "i Don't Know What 'tantamount' Means, But It Sounds Pretty Serious.

Sex Had Been Amazing, But It Wasn't A Magical Cure For Everything. Damn. Somewhere Along The Way, I'd Picked Up Common Sense.