Quotes About Banter

Neymar is kind of the cool guy. We like to play around - I mess with him, he messes with me.

Obviously, if you go to any football club in the world, you're going to get guys taking the mickey out of one another, but I would say that in Liverpool it was a lot closer to the knuckle.

Booth: "You're a smart ass, you know that?" Brennan: "Objectively I'd say I'm very smart, although it has nothing to do with my ass.

Don't think I'm not holding you responsible for this, either, you witch!" "I think you lefth the B off that word," Jim said.

I was enjoying conducting highly charged sexual banter with you." "As was I, although if we continue along that line, you're going to make it extremely painful for me to walk. Shall we cool down our libidos with a spot of crypt viewing?

He flashed a grin over his shoulder at me. "Ready to be astounded?" I eyed him. "You're not going to drop your trousers and demand I admire your gorgeous testicles, are you?" "Not after you disparaged their beauty.

Simon: Anyone ever tell you your sense of timing really sucks? Derek: That's why I don't play the drums. Now what's up?

Then he gave a sad little smile. "Yo Mama better watch his back," he said.

A wicked sense of humor, this one.

Step away from the banana chair, Maribeth texted back.

You are such a chick." I widened my eyes in mock surprise. "No way. Are you sure?

William: What's your nickname? Maddox: I do not have one. William" I'm happy to give you one. Captain Ass. What do you think? Maddox: I can leave. William: New nickname: Big Baby. Anyway, let's continue...

Look, Winged Wonder. Get me out of here, then we'll hammer out the details about where I'm staying. Okay?" "Winged Wonder," he said, nodding. "I find that I do not mind that one. It fits." "Captain Modesty fits better," she muttered. "I disagree. Winged Wonder is clearly the better choice for a man such as me." -Annabelle and Zacharel

Har, har. You're a borderline fucktard, you know that? Torin to Strider

Fine," Strider said tightly. "You can. But you wont. Because you know that if you take the woman out of this home, I'll go gray from worry. And you like my hair the way it is." "Stridey-man. Are you hitting on my? Trying to get me to run my fingers through those mangy locks?" Gideon chuckled. "Sweetie pie." Striders lips even twitched into a grin. "You know I hate when you get mushy like that." Boy loved it. No question.

William to Paris: "I always figured you for the in and out type. Kinda stealthy, leaving the girl wondering whether you'd been there or not. But I didn't know you were quite this stealthy." (Paris) "Nice to know you've considered my sex life" "Hasn't everyone?" "Screw you" "Again, hasn't everyone?

Cole," she said, batting her lashes at him. "I'm seconds away from bringing your penis into this conversation. Are you sure you want to stick around for that?" He sighed. "You're about to threaten it, aren't you?" A new round of laughter from the girls. "Threaten?" Kat shook her head. "No, darling Cole. Remove? Yes.

I cast a glance in my new admirer's direction. "You may call me Your Highness," I said. "Or Empress Beauty." He chuckled. I wasn't kidding.

Tucker palideció. —Vas a morir por eso. —Oh. Qué listo —dijo Aden, y aplaudió—. Una amenaza de muerte. ¿Y sabes lo más gracioso? Que ni siquiera es la primera que recibo hoy.

His stuff . . . Oh. Ha! "In that case, it's hanging long!" Jack dissolved into giggles. "Long, get it?" "My brother, everyone." George bowed to an invisible crowd with a martyred expression. "A refined and sensitive creature.

Curran grinned at me, his gray eyes happy. "Hey, baby. You come here often?" I laughed. "Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you." He squeezed my hand with his warm fingers. "Smooth," Jynx murmured. Andre winked at her. "Hey, Jynx, your hand—" "Touch me and I'll break you," she told him. "Aww.

Kate, you're a pushover," the clerk said. I leaned over the counter and offered him my best deranged smile. "Wanna push and see if I fall over?

A knockout, Curran said behind me. I jumped in the air about a foot and managed to land with some semblance of dignity. He had managed to sneak up on me again. Time to save face. Nah. That wasn't a knockout. I just staggered him a bit. I wasn't talking about the kick, baby.

I could do the punching. Punching was easy. It was the clever banter and dealing in convoluted half-truths and almost-lies that made me want to jump out of my skin.