"That guy is completely lacking smile lines, Martha..."
"My favorite drink? Tea with lemon, of course."
"Worship me, in my magnificence!"
"You mean the guy that wrote that song, about that thing in the place?"
"Chaw spouting harlot!"
"We got the beat, Richie!"
"That sure is a pretty boat out there, granddad..."
"Hey, man, you don't look so great..."
"Every good burn..."
Torlake fell for what seemed like forever...
