Didn't people consider what could happen if armies of farm animals united in revolt?

It's just a promise, that's all. A promise, and you do your best not to break it.Like a lease.There you go!You know, Dallas, that's almost wise.

The security officer smiled and said, ‘Good afternoon, ma’am,’ to me before Igave him ID.”“It’s a sick world, Eve.” He resisted taking her hand for another squeeze. “A sick,sad world.

Three weeks hadn't changed Cop Central. The coffee was still poisonous, the noise abominable, and the view out of her stingy window was still miserable.She was thrilled to be back.

His mind’s always on something else. He’d live in a ratty cardigan, and he’s always worrying holes in the pockets of his pants. He can never seem to find his wallet or anything in the refrigerator. And just when you think he’s not paying any attention to what you’re saying or doing, he comes up with exactly the right answer or solution.”", [J.D. Robb, Celebrity In Death"“People""who expect perfection in a mate miss a lot of fun—and sweetness.", [J.D. Robb, Celebrity In Death]

Darling? Spare a minute?” She came back, her ’link pressed, screen down, to her chest. And hissed, “Don’t call me darling when I’m talking to cops.”“Sorry, Lieutenant Darling.” She rolled her eyes. “What?

When she brought Mira up, Eve gave Roarke another glance. "Don't talk to him," she warned. "He can get bitchy when he's in this deep. I don't know if we have any of that tea stuff.""I had it stocked, and I don't get bitchy. Bloody, buggering HELL."Eve just rolled her eyes and got the tea.

Okay. Look, why don't you take care of the half a million things you've been letting dangle in Roarke's Empire of Everything?""Catchy title. I may use it one day.

What time is it in New York?"He shook his head. "An hour later than it is here. The earth simply has to revolve, Eve, however annoying it is for you.""It can revolve all it wants. I just don't see why people can't settle on the same time.