You’re not going to suck.’’ ‘‘Not at the guitar, anyway,’’ Shane said, deadpan. Claire punched him in the arm. ‘‘Ow.
shane:you only love me for my abs clair:shut up loser shift off
Nice " Shane said. "I'm warming up to this bloodsucking thing Mikey." "No you're not." "Okay no I'm not but right now let's pretend I am.
Shane looked…pale. Pale and shaken and—how predictable was this?—pissed.
Who are you calling?" (claire) Pizza hut" (shane) Loser" (claire)
Shane, honey, in Morganville, friends are the only things that keep you alive.
I know, he said. We are into the Bad Idea neighborhood and heading down I Have a Bad Feeling Street. (Shane)
Shane? Thank God, somebody sane. Well, sane-ish.
See?" she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. "She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!" "Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!
Turn down the porn soundtrack! Trying to concentrate here!-Shane
EVE:so thats the bathroom where shane spends houres doing his hair shane:bite me
claire:shes floating whats wrong with that shane:Nothing but she didnt even insult me now thats just wrong.it desturbs me.