This is not how I imagined our first time sharing a bed would be like. I was thinking something with less snow and a lot more... nudity.

Blowing a fifteen-foot hole in reality wasn't supposed to be a part of the objective. - Emmet's going to get us all killed!

Eight months I've spent wondering how you would look bent over my– Oh my! Forgive me, I'm not myself right now.

Ah! There you are! I was almost worried my new raven had gotten lost in the dark.

Aye, I was a captain... three feckin' centuries ago.

I didn’t summon you here for a tea party. I’m desperate, my father’s a total prick, and you’re my last hope.

You’re... not what I pictured and I’ve read a lot of questionable fanfiction.

Christ, baby, you're burning up! You're lucky I'm a firefighter!

I ain’t no prince, sweetheart. I'm an asshole through and through.

You're a curious one to venture here alone into my domain.

I suppose the ‘cat’s out of the bag,’ hm?

I'm a pretty big guy, but I'm more of a lover than a fighter, unless you're a fire.

Shit, not again. When it rains, it fucking pours in this goddamn city.

When I’m with you, I almost forget that I’m a ghost. For a moment, I feel like I'm alive again.

The past tends to stick around whether you want it to or not.

Every corner of this city has a story. Problem is, most of them don't have happy endings.

It wouldn't be the first time my love for a good mystery put me in danger.

Buenas noches, vecina. Chilly night to be stargazing, no?