Quotes About Summerset

Have I missed a national holiday? There must be celebrations in the streets for you to be home at this hour of the day. I'm calling it Summerset Goes Mute Day. The city's gone mad with joy.

Goddamn Summerset. I've told him to leave my car when I park it. I think he did. Peabody flipped on her sunshades, pointed. It's blocking the drive, see? Oh, yeah. Eve cleared her throat. The car was just as she'd left it, and fluttering in the mild breeze were a few torn articles of clothing. Don't ask, she muttered and started to hoof it down the drive. I wasn't going to. Peabody's voice was smooth as silk, Speculation's more interesting.

She had an insult waiting for Summerset, who she knew would comment about her being home early. She'd say it was Mortician's Day, and she'd taken off in his honor. Quick and to the point.

Eve: Where's Mister Scary? Roarke: Summerset has the night off. Eve: You mean the house is Summerset-free? Damn shame we have to waste it with work.

Thoughts, Lieutenant?" Summerset asked as she started up the stairs. "What? On the house? It's better without the scary wallpaper and nightmare kitchen." "A point of agreement. I'll mark the calendar." He sort of got her that time, Eve thought as she continued up. But she'd been thinking of home and work and not of giving him a nice little jab.

Housewarming presents aren't usually human beings. We can have a debate on whether or not Summerset's human, but either way, I'll make an exception.

Summerset wasn't even where he's supposed to be so I could insult him and start the ditching. I was home even earlier, and told him to go out with some of his friends. Corpses don't have friends, they have other corpses.