I don't like to think of it as 'stolen'. They have no proof that I didn't plan on giving it back.'You're kidding, right?'He shrugged. 'You have no proof either.'She squinted back at him. 'Were you planning on giving it back?'Maybe.'An orange light blinked on in the corner of Cinder's vision-her cyborg programming picking up on the lie.

The story had already taken on a legendary air from the waitstaff's telling of it. According to the cooks, the street fighter had broken a bottle over Roland's head, knocking him unconscious and crushing a chair in the process. He would have taken out Gilles too, if Emilie hadn't calmed him down with one of her pretty smiles.

I'm sure I'll feel much more grateful when I find a guy who thinks complex wiring in a girl is a turn-on.

Don't thank me for telling the truth when it would have been mercy to lie to you.

But you're the only one, Scarlet. You'll always be the only one.

Crazy loves company, Sir Clay.