Just give me one night, Vanessa. One night, and I won’t let you regret it.

As long as that song plays, I get to put my hands on you, and I can’t guarantee I’m going to be a complete gentleman about it.

You’re wondering whether this is a good idea. Because you’re smart and you see right through me, but you can’t help but want this anyway.

I made promises. I intend to keep them.

Someone could drag me to hell, and I’d crawl back to you, Maya, for a chance to make right everything that was ever wrong between us.

Well, I'm more lopsided than a one legged badger," mewed Graypaw, breaking off from his carful stalking to stagger comically across the clearing. "I think I'll have to settle for hunting stupid mice. They won't stand a chance. I shall just wander up to them and sit on them till they surrender.