Quotes About Grinned

So I'm an ace?' Will grinned. 'I'm flattered Halt, flattered. I had no idea you regarded me so highly.' Halt gave him a long-suffering look. 'I might have been more accurate to say a joker.' Whatever you say.

Impudent dog! God knows why I bear with you!' Harding grinned. 'Probably, sir. Omniscient, isn't He?

Now that he wasn't trying to be frightening, Terrell's good nature shone, and he grinned as he smashed up my truck.

Small world, huh?" She grinned lewdly. "Not particularly. I'd say you've just run out of material.

I'm fond of her. Oh yeah? Fond are you? I've heard of fond. I expect old erection here - she pointed to the tube of DNA - was fond of his victim. Fond is a prude's word, Ben. You fancy her. That's what you say. You fancy Miss Library something painful. And who knows? She grinned, gap-toothed, like the Wife of Bath. Maybe she fancies you.

Jerome. May I see you in my cabin? Just for a few minutes?" "A few minutes?" Jerome grinned. "Tsk, Ezri, when did you become such a pessimist?" "Now," she said, wiping the smile from his face. Chagrined, he helped her to her feet.

A book floated down the Amper River. A boy jumped in, caught up to it, and held it in his right hand. He grinned. He stood waist-deep in the icy, Decemberish water. "How about a kiss, Saumensch?" he said.

What a great article," Lockwood said, for the twentieth time that day. "Couldn't have been better." "They spelled my name wrong," I pointed out. "They didn't mention me at all," George said. "Well, in all the essentials, I mean." Lockwood grinned round at us.

Lori and Smith were heading over to his office when she grabbed his arm, grinned widely and said, "You're Valentina's mystery guy that she can't shake, aren't you?" Knowing Lori was completely beside herself with glee at realizing he was Valentina's un-boyfriend, Smith muttered, "This is making your day, isn't it, Naughty?" "Are you kidding? This has just made my year!

What is it? she asked. I'm looking for your wings. You are my guardian angel, aren't you? I'm afraid not, she replied, her cheeks dimplingwith a wry smile. There's too much of the devil in me for that. Just how much devil, I grinned, are we talking about here?

He is to be the king, after all. He should learn to guard his emotions a little more closely.' 'Like you, I suppose,' I said in a huff. 'You're never edgy or out of sorts.' He grinned lazily. 'I am, all of the time. There is much about the way the world is ordered that does not please me at all. But I think it foolish to vent my displeasure on every poor soul who happens to cross my path.

When my father saw the jacket, he grinned wide and spent a minute looking over each and every patch.

All I could do was stand there and wait for it to dissipate. "You're evil, you know that?" I said. She grinned and shook her head. "Chaotic Neutral, sugar." I

She grinned and shook her head. "Chaotic Neutral, sugar.

You're evil, you know that?" I said. She grinned and shook her head. "Chaotic Neutral, sugar.

She turned her head slightly, relieved that she could do so, and found Dragon not asleep or at least drowsily replete, as he should have been—oh no, not he—but wide awake, propped up on an elbow, and looking at her with what appeared suspiciously to be amusement. "I don't think you are human," she said sulkily. He grinned. "I felt like a god a few moments ago, but that's to your credit, not mine.

Outside a seedy white Gendarmerie, an unshaven seedy off-white gendarme slumbered in a chair. 'He's pretending there isn't a war on,' said Mr Budden. I shouted 'Ai Meisu! le Gendarme? Où est la Guerre Mondiale Nombre Deux?' He pointed up the road. 'Avante siese mille kilo.' He grinned and fell back to sleep.

Childermass was still there. He had taken his dinner at one of the tables and was now doing the household accounts. As Mr Norrell entered, he looked up and grinned. "I believe Mr Strange will do very well in the war, sir. He has already out-manoeuvred you." On

his repertoire." He grinned sheepishly, a boyish smile so at odds with the mature sexuality of his bared body.

The long hennaed brows rose like the wings of angels. His look, even in disguise, was no quintessentially Cyrionesque that Roilant was defeated by it, and grinned.

I knew I hadn't been the most innocent of victims, but I didn't deserve this. DC Smith stood and grinned at me as he thanked me and left the room, leaving me to cry and to ponder on his not very adept handling of the situation.

Rob turned the rustling pages and grinned. 'Ach, she's writ here: Oh, the dear Feegles ha' turned up again,' he said. This met with general applause. 'Ach, what a kind girl she is tae write that,' said Billy Bigchin. 'Can I see?' He read: Oh dear, the Feegles have turned up again. 'Ah,' he said.

Death grinned. In order to fear, you had to be a me. Don't let anything happen to me. That was the song of fear.

You know, I was gutting this loser the other day, and I thought, It'd be more fun fighting that little dhampir. I wonder if she's recovered yet. And here you are." "Lucky me," I said. Scarface grinned. "You know, I might even let you live. You're funny.