Oh," Jamie offered in a bright voice. "I could cook some--" "NO!" Mae, Annabel, and Nick all exclaimed as one. Annabel gave Nick a slightly startled look. He was too busy giving Jamie a forbidding look to notice. "Look, I am getting ," Jamie argued. "I saw you put rice in a toaster once," said Mae. "I was there when you made that tin of beans explode." "It was faulty," Jamie protested, his eyes shifty. "I am sure of this."
I cook better than you," Nick corrected absently. "I think monkeys can probably be taught to cook better than you." "I'd like to have a monkey that cooked for me," said Jamie. " I would pay him in bananas. His name would be Alphonse." "I agree, that would be awesome." Mae said. "People would come for dinner just to see the monkey chef." "You're raving," Nick said, defrosting chicken in the microwave. Mae was a bit impressed with how he seem..
What I'm trying to say is, you can't change a guy. Concentrate on your own life. Someone whose hobbies include trying to break his neck on a motorcycle and slipping into a girl's bedroom first thing in the morning isn't worth bothering about." "He's actually been here since last night." Dad's fingers tightened on the doorknob even though his voice stayed light. "I really need to buy that shotgun." "He was sick and needed to lie down," said ..
Come on quickly, you two," she said. "I've just poisoned all the sorcerers." "What?" Kami exclaimed. "I mean--what? Are they all dead? Claire blinked. "Well, no," she said. "No, I just gave them all food poisoning." Apparently neither of Kami's parents was any good at assassination. "