A Strange, Warm Feeling Swirled

I Saw Something In His Pretty Green Eyes That I Had Never Seen Before: Anger. They Were Like Emerald Fire

I Looked Around At Us All: Me In My Nightgown, Kiyo Bare-chested, Dorian In His Extravagant Robes, And Tim In His Native Getup. God, I Muttered, Standing Up, We All Look Like The Village People.

Life, Unfortunately, Doesn't Seem To Care What We Want.

Not Me. Give Me Honesty Anytime.

Eddie Became About One Percent Less Tense.