...and then she smacketh me across mine visage.

Home, he murmured. It’s always the hardest to leave. ...because it gives you the biggest punch in the gut as you’re on your way off. All the memories come flooding in… and you’re left with a feeling of emptiness. You’re homesick before you’re even gone.

So do they have rentals here?” Leor asked.“Not cars.” Jean replied.“Then how do we get around?”“Helicopter,” Jean said, walking toward the booth.“Don’t tell me this is where you learned to fly?” Leor looked up as he heard a helicopter overhead. It performed a barrel roll as it came toward the complex, and the pilot waved at Jean. “They are all as mad as you,” Leor whispered, horrified.

Don’t let your burgers, or your brother’s life, go to waste. –Ammon Jónsson

Now chin up,” Puss said, moving Mark’s chin upwards. “Did you hear me? My plan? Your future wife?”“I’ll have a wife?” Mark said, still in a daze.“Details, details. You’ll have a girlfriend, I suppose,” Puss sighed. “Then she’ll become your wife. And out of your gratitude, you will find me a lifelong companion from the pet store…”Mark laid his head back and let out a stream of air. “I’m going to have a wife. And my cat can talk. My cat is a matchmaker.

Fangirl rage. It demands to be feared.

Good morning, baby. You know that the government has a responsibility for their own actions.

They pronounced my name wrong. There is a difference between Ruse and Rusé. I’m not a trick, I’m a crafty one. I perform the tricks.

...for me, being a detective isn’t just about solving a case. It’s about bringing a resolution to all the loose ends, and to do all I can to help those who were involved. My friend, Leor, understands this very well, and I’m sure he’d do the same. It’s beyond chivalry.-Jean Rusé

You will shape up and get better... But you’ll always have others to rely on as well. It’s the fact that we’re not each a detective going solo. We’re together. The unique talents of our friends fill in where we lack. There’s nothing wrong with that.