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You think Ivy's a planner? She has nothing on a motivated elf with too much money.

Tink's a Disney whore!- Jenks

Rachel, what do you do? Put an ad in the paper for trouble? (Glenn)

Avoiding me, Quen downed a swallow of wine. Trent is a fine young man, he said, watching the remaining wine swirl. Yes... I drawled, cautiously. If you can call a drug lord and outlawed-medicine manufacturer a fine young man.

Did something happen to the sanctity of your church again? My eye twitched. Newt broke it so she could look in my closet. Again.

What was in the trunk? I asked, and my eyes widened when he opened his coat and let me glimpse a big-ass rifle. I know these people, he said, his expression going hard. We handle their insurance.

I will compensate all your one-inch, two-inch losses because I know how important every inch is to you aged, decrepit men.

Piss on my daisies, we have to save the demons!

My office is trashed," he grumped as he squished across his damp carpet and took the coffee that I was holding out to him. "Why are you smiling? My fish are dead.

I want an expresso. Black. But give me the domestic blend. That Turkish crap gives me the runs for a week. - Jenks

Rachel isn't a lady, he said as he shut the drawer with a bang. She's a witch, rhymes with bitch, randy and ready.

Minias smiled. Great. Another charming demon. I sort of prefer the insane ones.

And don't try to sell me any crap about the kindly demon. I know three of you now, and you are all evil, insane, or just plain nasty.

He grinned. "That's because pixies are ever-after. We're magic, baby. Just ask Matalina.

Gaily, if you can't demonstrate the ability to keep her alive, then I will take over her care and get you a dog instead. - Newt

God, it stinks," I said, hand over my nose as he pulled me into a long step. Al strode forward, head high. "It's the stench of bureaucracy, my itchy-witch, and why I chose to go into human resources when but a wee lad.

I didn't want to go to jail. Unlike Takata, I looked awful in orange.

Do you have a sleeping bag?" I stared at him. "No. I lost it in the great salt-dip of '06.

Jenks shook his head. Rache, I really feel bad for her, but Ivy's right. She can't stay here. She needs professional help. Really? I said belligerently, feeling myself warm. I haven't heard of any group therapy sessions for retired demon familiars, have you?

I opine you wouldn't know help if it smacked you in the face. Stubborn, bullheaded, wild fey thing of a woman. - Pierce

Ku'Sox was indeed a demon. In. The. Sun. I needed answers, but I wanted them from Al, not…Cute Socks here.

A devious spark lit through Al, making me smile. One way. It costs too much, he said. "There's no inflation in the ever-after, Al." Call it a recession then. One way.

Do you have a finger stick?" she snapped. "No." "Then let me cut your finger." "You're already bleeding," I said. "Use your blood.