People believed him. Everyone believed him. And when everyone believes something about you, it might as well be true.

He had these eyes. They were blue and they looked bluer because he had a dark head of hair. They were soulful, in some way; they seemed to say things that I knew he's probably never say out loud.

If this is decaf, I'm going to pour it on your head.

And I couldn't tell my mother to fuck off.I'd be killed.

Good.” He grinned.“I was kind of worried you’d say no. It’s like so against the rules it’s not even funny.”I smiled. “Well. I have to say, Jack Diamond, you’ve demonstrated a deplorable lack of respect for all of my rules.”He chuckled. “Never met a rule I couldn’t break.