You can read minds, and you didn't tell me?” Link stared at me like he just found out I was the Silver Surfer. He rubbed his head nervously. “Hey, man, all that stuff about Lena? I was yankin’ your chain.” He looked away. “Are you doin’ it now? You're doin’ it, aren't you? Dude, get out of my head.” He backed away from me and into the bookshelf.“I can't read your mind, you idiot.

I'll drive like my grandma. I'll drive like your grandma.""You wouldn't say that if you knew my gramma.

The guy thought he was Mick Jagger. I felt bad for him.

They really hate you, yes they do. They hate everyone, how 'bout you?

It was unbelievable. She was standing there, staring at him like he was a real rock star.

Hey, Ethan.""Yeah?""Remember the Twinkie on the bus? The one I gave you in second grade, the day we met?""The one you found on the floor and gave me without telling me? Nice."He grinned and shot the ball. "It never really fell on the floor. I made that part up.