Quotes About Interaction

People who act like assholes get treated like assholes

He was hitting on you, however." "Reflex, not targeted." "Agreed, which is why he lives.

Cut it out." She gave Peabody a shove. "You're making my eye twitch." "We're just sitting here." "I know sex giggles when I hear them." "I wasn't giggling." "Not you. Him." McNab just grinned at her. "Those were manly chuckles." "You're cops. Be cops.

Darling? Spare a minute?" She came back, her 'link pressed, screen down, to her chest. And hissed, "Don't call me darling when I'm talking to cops." "Sorry, Lieutenant Darling." She rolled her eyes. "What?

What are you smiling at?" she snapped at Roarke. "I'm a man, and I'm sitting here having coffee and cookies while two beautiful women snarl at each other. Being a man I'm required to wonder—perhaps imagine—whether there will soon be physical contact. Clothing may be ripped away. Why wouldn't I smile?

out both her hands, so when he crossed to the table

People who at like assholes get treated like assholes.

Now, the two of you remember: People who act like assholes get treated like assholes.

This is what happened when you went and made friends. They had to go out and make friends, and then those friends somehow insinuated themselves into your life, or your work. Before you knew it you were hip-deep in people. And half of them were crazy.

I've been irritated since I met you.

Podríamos dejar que este intercambio de cortesías de rigor fallezca de muerte natural?

Most people can be relied on to humour the upper class in social situations but it is not always easy, especially when they start discussing their value system.

If you're going to insist on being reasonable, I'm going to stop hanging with you.

Vishous to Qhuinn: Listen, I gotta go. I need both hands to hold my gut as I laugh my ass off attcha. Later.

Ehlena: Look, the reason I called was -- Rehv: Because you needed an excuse. You shut me down in the exam room, but really wanted to talk to me. So you called me on the phone. And now you have me. (That voice dropped even lower) Do I get to pick what you do with me?

What's doing?

Don't be an asshole, the guy snapped as he cracked a freshie. Oh, right, because two in this group would be overkill.

How'm I doin'? Jim asked in his own voice—hey, he could talk out of the bastard's mouth, too. Across the way, Adrian shrugged. Pretty damn good—I can't sense you. But I gotta ask—the pair of you want a cigarette? Or are you going for a twofer?

Okay, well...how's that water feeling, then?' 'Excuse me?' 'The Nile warm this time of the year?

Well," Ehlena said awkwardly, "I can answer the question about my favorite color if you like. Might keep things from getting too heavy." Rehv shook himself back into gear. "And what would it be?" Ehlena cleared her throat a little. "My favorite color is…amethyst." Rehv smiled until his cheeks hurt. "I think that's a great color for you to like. A perfect color." -Ehlena & Rehv

May I enter your bedroom, female?" His

She smiled a little. "You are a manipulator." "I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer

You're such a pain in the ass." "Said the SIG to the Glock.

got a close look at Doc Jane's red Crocs, Ehlena's blue ones, and his brother's knees as the male immediately crouched down next to him.