““I say, 'Well, if you can't please everyone with your deeds and your art, please a few. To please many is bad.' Hannalore frowns. A note hits her in the forehead and drops to the floor. She bends at the knees to retrieve it, the perfect lady. The writing is large enough for me to read: SHOW US YOUR BOOBS! She holds up the note. 'Which of you appalling children threw this at me?' Pete Santorini, Ben Grossman, and Alex Nobody-Can-Pronounce-His-Last-Name laugh so hard that Alex chokes on his gum and Ben has to pound his back.””
