Quotes About Banter

And yet, once again, you're the one who finds romantic subtext in everything I say." "I do not. You know that's not what I meant." He shook his head in mock sympathy. "I tell you, Sage. Sometimes I think I'm the one who needs to take out the restraining order on you." "Adrian!" But he was already out the door, knowing laughter echoing behind him.

That makes sense," Adrian said "It does?" He glanced at me, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. "Yes, little dhampire. Sometimes you make sense. Go on.

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." He was trying to look disgusted at my sentiment, but I could tell he liked being told that Lissa cared about him.

That's right, Philby said, remembering. You're a computer freak, aren't you, Maybeck? Freak? I'm freaking good with them, if that's what you're asking.

Did William Powell take Myrna Loy to a Dunkin' Donut shop?" "He didn't know enough," I said. I raised my coffee cup toward her.

She asked me why I always had something flip to say. I said that I didn't know, but having been blessed with the gift, I felt obliged to use it.

I put my Corvette in the carport, and met him at the kitchen door. Pike said, "Nice eye." No hello, no hey, are you all right? "Clark do that?" You can always count on your friends for humor.

I sighed. And what am I to you, Al? My maid, he said brightly. Shall we do this?

Rache! Glad you're... Tink loves a duck! he said, wings clattering. It stinks of sex in here. God, woman. I leave you alone for one night, and you're humping the ghost. - Jenks to Rachel

From my ear Jenks snickered. "Awwww, you two are so sweet, I could fart fairy balls.

All right, all right! Don't lose your panties. No, wait. You don't have any, do you?

Yes, well, it's not like I want to marry you," he said.

No, we're the two old Muppets on the balcony, cracking lame jokes." "Lame-ass jokes," says Mutt. "I like that." "Me too.

No, we're the two old Muppets on the balcony, cracking lame jokes.

Damn it, MacRieve, if you keep calling me kitten, then I'm going to start calling you something equivalent, like hound dog - and then we'll both be losers.

You doona want to kill me, which is a good sign. Maybe this is your way of flirting?" (Garreth)

MacRieve: You can't drop a line like that without unpacking it. Nix: Just did. You-Lame. MacRieve: It's MacRieve!

Some of the males rose from the table then, making noise about a rugby rematch. MacRieve tensed, but didn't join them. When a couple of the men said things in Gaelic, their tones taunting, she asked, "Are they trash-talking you?" "Oh, aye. According to them, I'm the veriest pussy. Already mate-whipped.

Jackson snorted. And Selena play-slapped his chest, like he was her mischievous boyfriend. At that, the inital mrowr pfft pfft I'd felt transformed into I will cut a bitch.

Just lie back, wench. She snickered. Did you call me wench ? Well, you certainly dated yourself there, didn't you? Sometimes I forget how old you are. What's your age, anyway? Thirty-seven? Thirty-eight? I'm thirty- three .

Outside, I muttered, 'Let us set you up?' I already cleaned you out of PowerBars, bitch

I think the words you're searching for are 'Thank you, oh great and wonderful sorceress.' " He narrowed his eyes. "You saved me from falling now. If only you'd shown me the same consideration when I was a boy." "If only you'd warned my family that yours was coming over for tea and decapitation! What else have you got? I can do this all day!

You guys are humming my balls, right?) ~ Finn

Lothaire rolled his eyes. "Mothman. Really, Elizabeth? Really?