Well, that depends, I suppose. I heard someone once say that men dance the same way they have sex. So, if you want everyone here to think you’re the kind of guy who just sits around and—” He stood up. “Let’s dance.
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Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you can’t drive a stick? There are dozens of cars–new cars–that have automatic transmission. It’d be a million times easier.” Adrian shrugged. “I like the color. It matches my living room.
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Wow,” said Adrian. He sat down on the bed and tested its bounciness, giving it a nod of approval. “This is amazing. What do you think, buttercup?”“I have no words,” I said honestly.He patted the spot beside him. “Want to try it out?
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Seth’s quote from his book:”And if I only couldI’d make a deal with God and I’d get Him to swap our places”-“Running up that Hill” by Kate Bush
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Whatever happened to the dragon?”I mustered my primmest tone. “He has a name, you know.”Adrian pulled back and gave me a curious look. “I didn’t know, actually. What’d you decide on?””Hopper.” When Adrian laughed, I added, “Best rabbit ever. He’d be proud to know his name is being passed on.””Yes, I’m sure he would. Did you name the Mustang too?””I think you mean the Ivashkinator.”He stared at me in wonder. “I told you I loved you, right?”Yes,” I assured him. “Many times.
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She accused me of wearing pants from the salvation army.””Rose, your pants ARE from the salvation army.””That’s SO not the point!
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You know what would help?” I asked, not meeting his eyes.”Hmm?””If you turned off this crap music and put on something that came out after the Berlin Wall went down.”Dimitri laughted. “Your worst class is history, yet somehow, you know everything about Eastern Europe.””Hey, gotta have material for my jokes, Comrade.” Still smiling, he turned the radio dail. To a country station.”Hey! This isn’t what I had in mind,” I exclaimed. I could tell he was on the verge of laughing again.”Pick. It’s one or the other.”I sighed. “Go back to the 1980s stuff.”He flipped the dail, and I crossed my arms over my chest as some vaguely European-sounding band sang about how video had killed the radio star. I wished someone would kill this radio.
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