Quotes About Clarisse

It's our loot! he yelled, standing on his tiptoes so he could get in Clarisse's face. If you don't like it, you can kiss my quiver!

Grilled satyr with mango chutney, Polyphemus mused. He looked back at Clarisse, still hanging over the pot of boiling water. You a satyr too? No, you overgrown pile of dung! she yelled. I'm a girl! The daughter of Ares!Now untie me so i can rip your arms off! Rip my arms off, Polyphemus repeated. And stuff them down your throat! You got spunk.

On the phone Clarisse had said that some of the mobster descendants could be men or women. That was the clue Gibson thought she had unwittingly let slip.