Quotes About Banter

Ostin smiled. "Tell me something I don't know. Oh, wait, you can't.

Damn it," I muttered. "What?" asked Adrian. "I hate when you're the sane one. That's my job." "Rose," he said, forcibly trying to keep a serious tone, "I can think of many words to describe you, sexy and hot being at the top of the list. You know what's not on the list? Sane .

All the best, Sydney P.S. "The Red Hurricane" is what I named the car. P.P.S. Just because I like you, it doesn't mean I still don't think you're an evil creature of the night. You are.

Screw you," I told him in a low voice. "Are you offering?" "From what I've heard, there isn't much to screw," I shot back.

You're in an awfully good mood," he observed. "Was there a sale at Khakis-R-Us?

Rose? Is that you?" I peered behind him. Lissa. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" She asked "Ladies, ladies" he said teasingly. "No need to fight over me." I glared. "We're not.

You did not just say that. I have a feeling we're on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.

About time," Christian said. "Lissa and Adrian get the market share on worrying about you, but they're not the only ones. And someone needs to put Adrian in his place, you know. I can't do it all the time." "Thanks. It kills me to say this, but I missed you too. No one's sarcasm compares to yours in Russia.

Aw you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty. -Adrian Ivashkov

Sydney: "You can be Jet if you want, but we are not posing as a couple again" Adrian: "Are you sure? Because I've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding." Sydney: "Why are they all high-calorie foods? And bread pudding isn't really that romantic." Adrian: "Do you want me to call you celery stick instead? It just doesn't inspire the same warm and fuzzy feelings." - The Indigo Spell

Rose Hathaway: "Hey Mason, wipe the drool off your face. If you're going to think about me naked, do it on your own time." Mason Ashford: "This is my time, Hathaway. I'm leading today's session." Rose Hathaway: "Oh yeah? Huh. Well, I guess this is a good time to think about me naked, then." Eddie Castile: "It's always a good a time to think about you naked.

Jesse: " Hey Rose, welcome back. Still breaking hearts?" Rose: " Are you volunteering?

Why are you hanging around, then? Aren't you worried about getting hit?" "Aw, you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty.

When you say 'old friend,' are we talking, like...since the Ice Age?" "No. Of course not." "Oh." "It's only been about four hundred years." "Ah. Yes. Only four hundred." A wry expression spread over his face. "Being with you is a continual experiment in perspective. Among other things.

Hey Rose, welcome back. You still breaking hearts?" "Are you volunteering?" His grin widened." Let's hang out sometime and find out. If you ever get parole.

You did not just say that. I have the feeling were on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other." -Christian "I already have a nickname for you, but I'll get n trouble if I say it in class." - Rose

I heard some interesting things about your performance up here." "I hear interesting things about your 'performance' all the time Doug, but you don't hear me making jokes about it.

What...what are you doing?" "I won't know," he said with a grin. He took a step towards me. "But I'm pretty sure you were doing it too.

Yeah according to my- Hey, are you staring at my chest? -Rose to Adrian

There was nothing I loved more than teasing Dimitri. Well, aside from maybe kissing him.

You made good time," I said by way of greeting. "Did Belikov bend the rules of time and space to get here so fast? He can do that, right?

Adrian took a few steps toward me. "Not bad, Sage. I think you just scared old man Mazur." I felt a smile of my own begin to form. "I don't know about that, but it felt kind of good." "You should back talk people more often," he said. We grinned at each other, and as he regarded me fondly, I felt that same queasy feeling return.

You know, sometimes I think I love you." "Sometimes?" he asked in mock outrage. She ruffled his hair. "All the time. But I've got to keep you on your toes." "Consider me kept.

Are you sure?" he said. His tone was lighter now, turning him back into the Adrian I knew. "Because I've got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding.