"The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat"
"You do that, and I take back every nasty thing I've ever said about you." He grinned, his mood changing from serious to wicked in an instant. "Why? I'm all those things and more." I shook my head. Ian was more proud of his depravity than anyone I'd met, but if he helped me pull Bones out from under four bespelled vampires and one demonically-enchanced vamp, I'd shower him with prostitutes and porn while swearing he was an angel."
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Source: Jeaniene Frost (2009). “Halfway to the Grave: A Night Huntress Novel”, p.10, Harper Collins
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