Quotes About Banter

She knitted him a thick scarf to cover his face and he teased her about liking her warming him better. She told him impertinently that she had enough to do without that troublesome chore, and he chased her around the room. Cassie laughed out loud as they played. "Your sassy mouth makes me want to kiss you." He caught her by the waist. "You know that, Cass. So you must want a kiss." "I most certainly do." She giggled as he kissed her soundly.

Colonel Sven Haverstrom of the Dalbreck Royal Guard, Assigned Steward of Crown Prince Jaxon. The others laughed at that title. They were free with their jest and jabs, even with an officer who outranked them, but Sven gave it back as good as he got it. Officer Jeb McCance, Falworth Special Forces. Officer Tavish Baird, Tactician, Fourth Battalion. Officer Orrin del Aransas, Falworth First Archer Assault Unit.

Humor is a rubber sword--it allows you to make a point without drawing blood.

'Friends' was an education in intelligent comedic banter in intelligent vernacular. It was an education in scene study. It was an education in group dynamic. I came out of there with a master's degree in comedy.

His mom calls him Berger?

I've noticed that the magic getting along with someone isn't really magic. If you break it down, you can see how it happens. You say something a bit off-center and see if they react. If they get it, they push it a bit further. Then it's your turn again. And theirs. And so on, until it's banter. Once it's banter, it's friendship.

I've noticed that the magic of getting along with someone isn't really magic. If you break it down, you can see how it happens. You say something a bit off-center and see if they react. If they get it, they push it a bit further. Then it's your turn again. And theirs. And so on, until it's banter. Once it's banter, it's friendship.

I'm smart and I can be really funny and interesting and I can go toe-to-toe with anybody in a conversation.

Naveen: Oh, come on. Throw a guy a bone. Elisabeth: Are you a dog? Naveen: Are you a bitch? That was how we became friends.

Come here," she says. "No, you come here." "I said it first." "Rock paper scissors." "No. Because you'll do nerdy calculations and work out what I chose the last six times and then you'll win." Will pushes away from the table and his hand snakes out and he pulls her toward him and Tom figures that Will was always going to go to her first.

If he goes for my nose again, I fink I'll hang him up by his little balls,' one of the Guard said, getting to his feet. Froi tried to ignore the mockery. 'Nothing little about me,' he grunted. 'Don't take my word for it, Hindley. Ask your wife. She seemed happy last night, you know, with the size and all.

They have a quick verbal exchange but only get to cover the alphabet from A to F, outdoing each other with the most choice of words.

the lively sport of conversation.

She raised an eyebrow. "I thought I sensed something oddly human about you. From the moment I though it was simply residue from your recent and ill-advised horizontal romp with that girl" "What makes you think we were horizontal?" Darrack's lip twitched

Her eyes narrowed. "Bite me." I smirked at her. "Yeah, I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?

Bite me, Rhys.' 'Where?

If you're a gifted flirt, talking about the price of eggs will do as well as any other subject.

Repartee is what you wish you'd said.

That's what she said.

To put it kindly, I am a very talkative, social person. To put it less kindly, I'm a flibbertigibbet, which is what my frenemy Rainn Wilson calls me.

Clay, if anyone followed anyone, it was me tagging along after you. I didn't dare order you around." "Load of shit," he muttered, but she thought she heard a softening in his tone. "You fucking made me attend tea parties." She remembered his threat before the first one: "Tell anyone and I'll eat you and use your bones as toothpicks." ~ Talin and Clay dialogue

Ransom thought her girly tendencies the funniest thing ever, constantly teased her over them, but the last time he'd opened his big mouth, she'd gotten her own back by pointing out that his long black hair sure did look well conditioned.

I swear to God," she muttered, fighting a laugh, "if you've dusted me with blue, I'll tie your balls in a knot and hang you up by them on the nearest sharp object I see.

Where did you learn your charm—the gulag?