“I realized that I sat in an empty bar in filthy, wet clothes with a drippy nose, probably red-rimmed eyes, and the most I could say I’d accomplished was that I was now congested. Oh, and one of the handsomest, nicest men I’d ever met cradled my face in warm, caressing hands with soft, sympathy in his brown eyes.”

“Elvis is the soul of discretion.”

“I am not going to ask that old man if his family home is haunted!”

“Turns out there’s a reason smoking is not allowed on construction sites.”

“This house has enough nooks and crannies for English muffins.”

“You tell me the dead are coming through a crack in my barn, but I shouldn’t worry?”

“I’ve worked with freshmen that were easier than this.”

“Elvis is in the kitchen and he’s making eggs Benedict!”

“Banks frown when employees torch the home of their principal account holder.”

“He thinks you were trapped in a tree in the 1920s. How is that not crazy?”

“Maybe you’re worried that I won’t seduce you?”