Intentions don't matter. It's the end result we're all judged by. Evil in the name of good is still evil. And when you dance with the devil, you seldom get to pick the tune.

Xenon? What kind of name is that?” – Nick “The only kind I answer to.” – Xenon “Don’t eat the help, X. We need him.” – Caleb

You can be known as Val or Babycakes.” His gaze darkened. “My name is Valerius and I will not answer to Val.” She shrugged. “Fine then, Babycakes, have it your way.

Let me guess. The big one is due in on the north shore? (Dante) Yes. So let’s make this quick. I have a board, a wave, and a babe with my name on them and I would like to take advantage of all three. (Savitar)

Hey, Sunshine, your friend’s awake. What’s his name? (Starla) I don’t know, Starla. I didn’t ask. (Sunshine) You look like a Steve. Are you hungry, Steve? (Starla)

I am the Earl of Ravensmoor. And you are? (Sparhawk) Totally freaking out. (Taryn) Tis a most peculiar name, milady. Are you by chance Welsh? (Sparhawk)

It was one of the few places where someone remembered his name. Yeah, okay, so he felt like Sam Malone on Cheers, but there was no Norm or Cliff sitting at the bar here. More like Spike and Switchblade.’ (Wulf)

Ryssa? How do you know her name was Ryssa? (Tory) Uh…I don’t. I just gave her a name. It seemed more polite than calling her ‘hey, you, ancient chick.’ (Acheron)