Jesus, Jeff. What happened to your head? You look like you…

“Here. There. Everywhere." He leered at his friend. "Thinking about you and Moira's underwear.”

— Dana Marie Bell

“Hello! Hunk getting naked time. You expected me not to look?”

— Dana Marie Bell

“Fen shook his head and soaped up his hands. “You humans are very strange, mate.” Fen tipped his head. “I saw this video that…

— Dana Marie Bell

“Max?” “Hmm?” “Will I have to use a litter box?” “Emma!”

— Dana Marie Bell

“Becks?” “Yes?” “Santa smoked a reefer and decorated my house.” “What? Hold on, I’ll be there in a few minutes.”

— Dana Marie Bell

“Does the Pope love Jesus?”

— Dana Marie Bell

“Look, I promise I’m not jealous that the voices only speak to you, okay?” –Emma”

— Dana Marie Bell

“If Duncan was ever into men then he's been so far in the closet he's been living in Narnia.”

— Dana Marie Bell

“Soap. If you’re going to do that, we might as well kill two birds with one stone.” Fen’s brows furrowed. “Why would you want…

— Dana Marie Bell

“ I'd better pack my bikini, 'cause I'm going to hell. Michaela returned Robin's kiss with fervor, burying her hands in his rich, fiery hair.”

— Dana Marie Bell

“She stared at the building covered in dead vines and wildly gyrating roses. Amara stifled a laugh as she watched them dance. "Could you…

— Dana Marie Bell

“Simon told me I should take you home and start making kits. What do you think?” Max looked down at her, love and lust…

— Dana Marie Bell

“Does a bear shit in the woods?”

— Dana Marie Bell

“Emma?” “Hmm?” “You took everything I told you really well.” “I’ve never understood the woe-is-me thing. I mean, the hottest guy in town just…

— Dana Marie Bell

“Don't call me babe. And next time I'm letting my Metaphysical answering meachine get it.”

— Dana Marie Bell