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VA's Best Qoutes!!!
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"My cigarettes and I are going outside, at least they show me some respect." (Adrian)
"The only thing better than Dimitri carrying me in his arms was picturing Dimitri shirtless carrying me in his arms." (Rose)
That's two of them, but of course, there are sooooo many awesome and beautiful quotes....:) Richelle is amazingly talented"

"Roza" his voice had the same wonderful lowness, the same accent... it was just colder. "You forgot my first lesson: don't hesitate." -Dimitri
"No. If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself infront of her. I'll throw myself infront of you." -Dimitri
Rose: I was testing dorm security. It sucks.
Dimitri: You must be freezing do you want my coat?
Rose: I'm fine. What are you doing out here? Are you testing security too?
Dimitri: I am security. This is my watch.
Rose: Well, good work. I'm glad that I was able to help test your awesome skills.
Dimitri: No it won't happen to you. Your too strong. You will fight it, just like you did this time.
Rose: I only did it because you were here, I can't do it by myself.
Dimitri: You can, your strong--you're so, so strong. It's why I love you.
There is a bunch more that I would love to post but I already put a lot of quotes up. VA is such a good series!!! Richelle Mead is so funny :) Any quote someone put up from this series would be amazing.

Rose: im goin to call someone * dials Adrians number*
Adrians Voicemail: i know how devasted you must be to miss me but leave a message and i will try to ease yr agany as soon as possible ;)
BEST 1 EVER. :O thats gonna be mmy new voicemail...

"Yes. But not always the motives you think." He pushed open the door <3 dimitry
rose, "Do you think I'm pretty?"
dimitry, "I think you're beautiful."
rose, "Beautiful?"
dimitry, "You are so beautiful, it hurts me sometimes." <3 god he hurts me :D
there is alot too but this is definitely my favorite :D
"I don't know. This college would probably have the same problem the last one did."-Adrian.
"whats that??"-Rose
"Homework.....But don't worry about it, once Rose and I get married me and the kids will just live off her guardian pay check."-Adrian
“No one had ever called me unnatural before, except for the time I put ketchup on a taco. But seriously, we'd been out of salsa, so what else was I supposed to do?” -Rose
"Rose is in red, but never in blue. Sharp as a thorn, fights like one too"-Ardrian
"And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster."- Rose
"Aw you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty." -Adrian
"And I thought the whole point of my education was that violence is the answer." -Rose
Rose:"And besides, you don't hang out with him 24/7."
Lissa:"Neither will you. It's only 24/6."
Rose:"Same difference. It might as well be 24/10."
Lissa frowns:"That doesn't make any sense."
"What are you doing here?" -Lissa
"Taking in the sights, of course. That chair with the tarp on it is particularly lovely at this time of year. Over there, we have an old box full of the writings of the blessed and crazy St. Vladimir. And let's not forget that beautiful table with no legs in the corner." -Christian
“How do you feel right now? After all the training you’ve done so far?” -Dimitri
“I hurt like hell.” -Rose
“You’ll feel worse tomorrow.” -Dimitri
“So?” -Rose
“So, better to jump in now while you still feel . . . not as bad.” -Dimitri
“What kind of logic is that?” -Rose
“Come on, she picks fights and talks about us behind our backs. She accused me of getting jeans from the Salvation Army yesterday.” -Rose
“Your jeans ARE from the Salvation Army.” -Lissa
“Well, yeah, but she has no right making fun of them when she’s wearing stuff from Target.” -Rose
“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with Target. I like Target.” -Lissa
“So do I. That’s not the point. . .” -Rose
"Trouble in paradise?” -Mia
“Go find your pacifier and shut the h*ll up.” -Rose
“Okay, what am I doing wrong?” -Rose
“Nothing.” -Dimitri
“If I wasn’t doing anything wrong, I’d have rendered you unconscious by now.” -Rose
“Unlikely. Your moves are all correct, but this is the first time you’ve really tried. I’ve done it for years.” -Dimitri
“Whatever you say, Grandpa. Can we try it again?” -Rose
“We’re out of time. Don’t you want to get ready?” -Dimitri
“Hell, yeah, I do.” -Rose
*Attack’s Dimitri and gets knocked down.*
“I didn’t do anything wrong!” -Rose
“The battle cry sort of gave you away. Try not to yell next time.” -Dimitri
“Would it have really made a difference if I’d been quiet?” -Rose
“No, probably not.” -Dimitri
He was seven years older than me. Old enough to be my . . . well, okay, nothing. But still older than me. -Rose
“Wow. You beat up your dad. I mean, that’s really horrible . . . what happened. But, WOW. You really are a god.” -Rose
“What?” -Dimitri
“Uh, nothing.” -Rose
Sorry if people have already said some of these!:D
"whats that??"-Rose
"Homework.....But don't worry about it, once Rose and I get married me and the kids will just live off her guardian pay check."-Adrian
“No one had ever called me unnatural before, except for the time I put ketchup on a taco. But seriously, we'd been out of salsa, so what else was I supposed to do?” -Rose
"Rose is in red, but never in blue. Sharp as a thorn, fights like one too"-Ardrian
"And than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster."- Rose
"Aw you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty." -Adrian
"And I thought the whole point of my education was that violence is the answer." -Rose
Rose:"And besides, you don't hang out with him 24/7."
Lissa:"Neither will you. It's only 24/6."
Rose:"Same difference. It might as well be 24/10."
Lissa frowns:"That doesn't make any sense."
"What are you doing here?" -Lissa
"Taking in the sights, of course. That chair with the tarp on it is particularly lovely at this time of year. Over there, we have an old box full of the writings of the blessed and crazy St. Vladimir. And let's not forget that beautiful table with no legs in the corner." -Christian
“How do you feel right now? After all the training you’ve done so far?” -Dimitri
“I hurt like hell.” -Rose
“You’ll feel worse tomorrow.” -Dimitri
“So?” -Rose
“So, better to jump in now while you still feel . . . not as bad.” -Dimitri
“What kind of logic is that?” -Rose
“Come on, she picks fights and talks about us behind our backs. She accused me of getting jeans from the Salvation Army yesterday.” -Rose
“Your jeans ARE from the Salvation Army.” -Lissa
“Well, yeah, but she has no right making fun of them when she’s wearing stuff from Target.” -Rose
“Hey, there’s nothing wrong with Target. I like Target.” -Lissa
“So do I. That’s not the point. . .” -Rose
"Trouble in paradise?” -Mia
“Go find your pacifier and shut the h*ll up.” -Rose
“Okay, what am I doing wrong?” -Rose
“Nothing.” -Dimitri
“If I wasn’t doing anything wrong, I’d have rendered you unconscious by now.” -Rose
“Unlikely. Your moves are all correct, but this is the first time you’ve really tried. I’ve done it for years.” -Dimitri
“Whatever you say, Grandpa. Can we try it again?” -Rose
“We’re out of time. Don’t you want to get ready?” -Dimitri
“Hell, yeah, I do.” -Rose
*Attack’s Dimitri and gets knocked down.*
“I didn’t do anything wrong!” -Rose
“The battle cry sort of gave you away. Try not to yell next time.” -Dimitri
“Would it have really made a difference if I’d been quiet?” -Rose
“No, probably not.” -Dimitri
He was seven years older than me. Old enough to be my . . . well, okay, nothing. But still older than me. -Rose
“Wow. You beat up your dad. I mean, that’s really horrible . . . what happened. But, WOW. You really are a god.” -Rose
“What?” -Dimitri
“Uh, nothing.” -Rose
Sorry if people have already said some of these!:D

"whats that??"-Rose
"Homework.....But don't worry about it, once Rose and I get married me and the kids w..."
"Whatever you say, Grandpa. Can we try it again?" Haha, best ever!
Ingvild Katherine wrote: "Jawaria wrote: ""I don't know. This college would probably have the same problem the last one did."-Adrian.
"whats that??"-Rose
"Homework.....But don't worry about it, once Rose and I get married m..."
I really liked......*Attack’s Dimitri and gets knocked down.*
“I didn’t do anything wrong!” -Rose
“The battle cry sort of gave you away. Try not to yell next time.” -Dimitri
“Would it have really made a difference if I’d been quiet?” -Rose
“No, probably not.” -Dimitri
ITS HALARIOUS!!!!!!!!!
"whats that??"-Rose
"Homework.....But don't worry about it, once Rose and I get married m..."
I really liked......*Attack’s Dimitri and gets knocked down.*
“I didn’t do anything wrong!” -Rose
“The battle cry sort of gave you away. Try not to yell next time.” -Dimitri
“Would it have really made a difference if I’d been quiet?” -Rose
“No, probably not.” -Dimitri
ITS HALARIOUS!!!!!!!!!
Lee wrote: "Sonya Karp to Rose: "When you're with Dimitri, your aura's like the sun. So is his.”
Awwww :D"
awwww:D
Awwww :D"
awwww:D

Rose: "What the h***? Is this daring escape being sponsored by Honda?"
Sydney to Angeline: “You made your own jean shorts... with a butter knife?”
Adrian (I think) to Sydney: “You are an exceptional, talented, and brilliant young woman. Do not ever let anyone make you feel like you’re less. Do not ever let anyone make you feel invisible. Do not let anyone—not even a teacher who constantly sends you for coffee—push you around.”
Adrian: “Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding."
Sydney: “Why are they all high-calorie foods?”
Adrian: “Whatever happened to the dragon?"
Sydney: "He has a name, you know."
Adrian: "I didn't know, actually. What'd you decide on?"
Sydney: "Hopper"
*Adrian laughs*
Sydney: "Best rabbit ever. He'd be proud to know his name is being passed on."
Adrian: "Yes, I'm sure he would. Did you name the Mustang too?"
Sydney: "I think you mean the Ivashkinator."
Adrian: "I told you I loved you, right?
Sydney: "Yes. Many Times”
Adrian's Voicemail: “I know how devastated you must be to miss me, but leave a message, and I'll try to ease your agony as soon as possible."
Rose: “You've asked me out tons of times."
Adrian: "Not really. I've made inappropriate suggestions and frequently pushed for nudity. But I've never asked you out on a real date.”
Adrian: “You know, I'm the Queen's favorite great nephew... Well, yeah I'm her only great nephew, but that's not important, I'd still be her favorite...”
Adrian to Rose: “Don't worry, little dhampir. You might be surrounded by clouds, but you'll always be like sunshine to me.”
Christian: "Worst. Timing. Ever." Adrian: *looks at Lissa and then at Christain laying on the bed*
Adrian: "Huh. So that's how you're going to fix the family problem. Little Dragomirs. Good idea." Christian: *sits up* "Yeah, that's exactly it. You're interrupting official Council business.”
Adrian (tattoo distraction): “Yeah? Can you draw a skeleton riding a motorcycle with flames coming out of it? And I want a pirate hat on the skeleton. And a parrot on his shoulder. A skeleton parrot. Or maybe a ninja skeleton parrot? No, that would be overkill. But it'd be cool if the biker skeleton could be shooting some ninja throwing stars. That are on fire.”
Tattoo Artist: “That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard."
Adrian: “That’s not what the ladies are going to say."
Adrian to Rose: "Well... Abe said he liked me. But he also made it clear what he'd do to me if I ever hurt you or did anything bad. In fact, he described what he'd do in very graphic detail. Then, just like that, he switched to some random, happy topic. I like the guy, but he's scary.”
Lissa: “I need you."
Adrian: "I hear that from women a lot."
Adrian: “My cigarettes and I are going outside. At least they show me some respect."
Adrian: “Did you know that Victor Dashkov is sitting on your bed?"
Rose: "Yeah. It was kind of a shock to us too.”
Adrian: "And I can visit people in their dreams."
Christian: "Stop. I can feel there's a comment coming on about how women already dream about you. I just ate, you know."
Adrian: "I wasn't going to go there," said Adrian. But he kind of looked like he wished he'd thought of the joke first.”
Adrian to Sydney: “The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically – yet skillfully – kissing you on top of silverware and china?”
Adrian: “If I was drunk, I wouldn’t be here at all. And really, this is pretty good for four White Russians.”
Sydney: “White what?”
“It’s a drink. You’d think I wouldn’t be into something named that—you know, considering my own personal experience with Russians. But they’re surprisingly delicious. The drinks, not real Russians.”
Adrian: “I certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon.”
Sydney: “Piece of Heaven?"
Adrian: "No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking.”
Adrian: “So far I’m not seeing a lot of difference between me and a carnival con-man."
Adrian: “Besides, when not hard at work with this research, I'm actually conducting a side experiment on how cigarettes and gin increase charisma. As you might guess, the results are looking very promising.”
Dimitri: "She might be wild and disrespectful, but if she has potential—"
Rose: "Wild and disrespecful? Who the h*** are you anyway? Oursourced help?"
Kirova: "Guardian Belikov is the Princess Lissa's guardian now, her sanctioned guardian."
Rose: "You got cheap foreign labor to protect Lissa?”
Adrian: “Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited against you this morning."
Rose: "Thank you... Can vipers be rabid?"
Adrian: "I don't see why not. Everything can be. I think. Canadian geese might be worse than vipers, though."
Rose: "Canadian geese are deadlier than vipers?"
Adrian: "You ever try to feed those little b******s? They're vicious. You get thrown to vipers, you die quickly. But the geese? That'll go on for days. More suffering."
Rose: "Wow. I don't know whether I should be impressed or frightened that you've thought about all of this.”
Rose: “No one had ever called me unnatural before, except for the time I put ketchup on a taco. But seriously, we'd been out of salsa, so what else was I supposed to do?”
Lissa: “If I didn't know any better, I'd say you just defended Christian's honor. Isn't he a pain in the butt?"
Rose: "Yes he is. But for the next 6 weeks he's MY pain in the butt.”
Rose: “I fought against her, trying to mount some kind of defense, but it was like fighting Dimitri on crack.”
Rose: “Who’s she? Just another Ivashkov. There are tons of them. Probably because all the guys like Adrian have all sorts of illegitimate children."
Lissa: "Adrian doesn’t have any children."
Rose: "That we know of.”
Rose: “I had a standing arrangement with God: I'd agree to believe in him—barely—so long as he let me sleep in on Sundays.”
Dimitri: “I'm glad you're better. When I saw you fall..."
Rose: "You thought, 'Wow, she's a loser.”
Rose: “You can't fool me, comrade. You want to put on a cowboy hat and keep lawless bank robbers in line."
Dimitri: "No time. I have enough trouble keeping you in line.”
Rose: “Plus, I was about to spend six weeks with Christian Ozera. He was sarcastic, difficult, and made jokes about everything. Actually, he was a lot like me. It was going to be a long six weeks.”
Adrian: “This college would probably have the same problem as the last one did."
Rose: "What's that?"
Adrian: "Homework.”
[...]
Adrian: “I don't really need a job or extra money. After Rose and I get married, me and the kids'll just live off of her guardian paycheck.”
Dimitri: "How do you feel right now? After the training you've done so far?”
Rose: "I hurt like h***.”
Dimitri: "You'll feel worse tomorrow.”
Rose: "So?”
Dimitri: "So, better to jump in now while you still feel…not as bad.”
Rose: "What kind of logic is that?”
Christian: “Don't worry, I won't bite. Well, at least not in the way you're afraid of."
Christian: “You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories....”
Rose about Dimitri: “And then suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster."
Rose: "The only thing better than Dimitri carrying me in his arms was picturing Dimitri shirtless carrying me in his arms."
Dimitri: "What are you doing out here?"
Rose: "I was testing dorm security. It sucks."
Dimitri: "You must be freezing. Do you want my coat?"
Rose: "I'm fine. What are you doing out here? Are you testing security too?"
Dimitri: "I am security. This is my watch."
Rose: "Well, good work. I'm glad that I was able to help test your awesome skills."
Adrian: "Rose is in red, but never in blue. Sharp as a thorn, fights like one too."
Adrian: "Aw you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty."
Rose: "And I thought the whole point of my education was that violence is the answer."
Rose: "And besides, you don't hang out with him 24/7."
Lissa: "Neither will you. It's only 24/6."
Rose: "Same difference. It might as well be 24/10."
Lissa frowns: "That doesn't make any sense."
Lissa: "What are you doing here?"
Christian: "Taking in the sights, of course. That chair with the tarp on it is particularly lovely at this time of year. Over there, we have an old box full of the writings of the blessed and crazy St. Vladimir. And let's not forget that beautiful table with no legs in the corner."
Rose: “Come on, she picks fights and talks about us behind our backs. She accused me of getting jeans from the Salvation Army yesterday.”
Lissa: “Your jeans ARE from the Salvation Army.”
Rose: “Well, yeah, but she has no right making fun of them when she’s wearing stuff from Target."
Lissa: “Hey, there’s nothing wrong with Target. I like Target.”
Rose: “So do I. That’s not the point."
Rose: "I guess there was usually and then there was being held in the grip of a really ripped, really tall, and really ticked off Russian guy."
Rose: “Okay, what am I doing wrong?”
Dimitri: “Nothing.”
Rose: “If I wasn’t doing anything wrong, I’d have rendered you unconscious by now.”
Dimitri: “Unlikely. Your moves are all correct, but this is the first time you’ve really tried. I’ve done it for years.”
Rose: “Whatever you say, Grandpa. Can we try it again?"
Dimitri: “We’re out of time. Don’t you want to get ready?” -Dimitri
Rose: “H***, yeah, I do.”
*Rose attacks Dimitri and gets knocked down.*
Rose: “I didn’t do anything wrong!”
Dimitri: “The battle cry sort of gave you away. Try not to yell next time.”
Rose: “Would it have really made a difference if I’d been quiet?”
Dimitri: “No, probably not.”
Rose: "He was seven years older than me. Old enough to be my . . . well, okay, nothing. But still older than me."
Rose: “Wow. You beat up your dad. I mean, that’s really horrible... what happened. But, WOW. You really are a god.”
Dimitri: “What?”
Rose: “Uh, nothing.”
Rose: “This was the kind of dress that changed the world. The kind of dress that started religions.”
[...]
Rose: “Did you see that dress?” Dimitri: "I saw the dress.”
Rose: "Did you like it?”
Dimitri: *silence* (means yes)
Rose: "Am I going to endanger my reputation if I wear it to the dance?”
Dimitri: "You'll endanger the school.”
Rose: “Lissa and I had been friends ever since kindergarten, when our teacher had paired us up together for writing lessons. Forcing five-year-olds to spell Vasilisa Dragomir and Rosemarie Hathaway was beyond cruel, and we’d—or rather, I’d—responded appropriately. I’d chucked my book at our teacher and called her a fascist b*******. I hadn’t known what those words meant, but I’d known how to hit a moving target.
Lissa and I had been inseparable ever since.”
Christian: "If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around."
Rose: "Funny, I feel that way about you too."

Rose: "What the h***? Is this daring escape being sponsored by Honda?"
Sydney to Angeline: “You made your own jean shorts... with..."
OMG those are awesome!

Rose: “I get in that kind of situation all the time, Comrade. It's not a big deal."
Dimitri: "Stop calling me that. You don't even know what you're talking about."
Rose: "Sure I do. I had to do a report on the R.S.S.R. last year.”
Dimitri: "You have a guardian angel."
Rose: "I don't believe in angels... I believe in what I can do for myself."
Dimitri: "Well then, you have an amazing body."
Rose: *confused*
Dimitri: "For healing, I mean. I heard about the accident...”
“Rose: "What's with all the running, anyway? I mean, I realize the importance of stamina and all that, but shouldn't I be moving on to something with a little hitting? They're still killing me in group practice.”
Dimitri: "Maybe you should hit harder.”
Dimitri: "So, tell me this: suppose you manage to kidnap her again and take her off to the mall. While you're there a Strigoi comes at you. What will you do?"
Rose: "Depends on what store we're in."
Rose to Lissa: “Back to prison. Maybe if you fake a heart attack, I can make a break for it."
Dimitri: "Why did you come here?"
Rose: "Because you hit me on the head and dragged me here.”
Rose: “Juliet had it easy; she never had to kill Romeo.”
Rose: “Okay, God, I thought. Get me out of this and I’ll stop my half-a**ed church-going ways. You got me past a pack of Strigoi tonight. I mean, trapping that one between the doors really shouldn't have worked, so clearly you're on board. Let me get out of here, and I’ll... I don’t know. Donate Adrian’s money to the poor. Get baptized. Join a convent. Well, no. Not that last one.”
Rose about Dimitri: “The other problem in my life is Dimitri. He's the one who killed Natalie, and he's a total bad***. He's also pretty good-looking. Okay—more than good-looking. He's hot—like, the kind of hot that makes you stop walking on the street and get hit by traffic.”
Dimitri: "I also have a feeling your mother's going to have one ugly conversation with me."
Rose: "You're about to go face down Strigoi, and my mother's the one you're scared of?"
Dimitri: "She's a force to be reckoned with. Where do you think you got it from?"
Rose: "It's a wonder you bother with me then."
Dimitri: "You're worth it, believe me.”
Sonya: "And here I thought you had a soft spot for reckless young girls."
Dimitri: "Rose never would have done anything like that... Well, at least not in such a public setting.”
Rose: 'He used to talk to me about Russia all the time and had sworn up and down that I'd love it here.'
Dimitri: "To you, it'd be like a fairy tale."
Rose: "Sorry, comrade. Borg and out-of-date music aren't part of any happy ending I've ever imagined."
Dimitri: "Borscht, not borg. And I've seen your appetite. If you were hungry enough, you'd eat it."
Rose: "So starvation's necessary for this fairy tale to work out?”
Rose: "Where is it?"
Sydney: "Lexington, Kentucky."
Rose: "Oh for Godʹs sake. Why not the Bahamas? Or the Corn Palace?"
Dimitri: *tries to hide a smile* "If we leave right now, we can reach him before morning."
Rose: "Tough choice. Leave all this for electricity and plumbing?"
Sydney: "And no more marriage proposals."
Dimitri: "And we'll probably have to fight Strigoi."
Rose: "How soon can we go?"
Adrian: "Oh my God. A kind word from Rose Hathaway. I can die a happy man."
Rose: "What are you saying, that I'm usually an ungrateful b****?
Adrian: *silence* (means yes)
Rose: "Hey! Not cool!"
Rose: "You know what would help?"
Dimitri: "Hmm?"
Rose: "If you turned off this c*** music and put on something that came out after the Berlin Wall went down."
Dimitri: "Your worst class is history, yet somehow, you know everything about Eastern Europe."
Rose: "Hey, gotta have material for my jokes, Comrade."
Dimitri: *changes the radio to a country station*
Rose: "Hey! This isn't what I had in mind."
Dimitri: "Pick. It's one or the other."
Rose: "Go back to the 1980s stuff."
Rose: 'He turned the dial, and I crossed my arms over my chest as some vaguely European-sounding band sang about how video killed the radio star. I wished someone would kill this radio.'
Christian: “I've heard a lot about you, Rose. Don't worry. It was all good."
Rose: "No, it wasn't.”
Christian: “Oh, so that's why you're up here. For a pity party."
Lissa: "This isn't a joke. I'm serious."
Christian: "So am I. I love pity parties. I wish I'd brought the hats. What do you want to mope about first? How it's going to take you a whole day to be popular and loved again? How you'll have to wait a couple weeks before Hollister can ship out some new clothes? If you spring for rush shipping, it might not be so long.”
Adrian: "I'm like a fine wine. I get better with age. The best is yet to come."
Christian to Lissa: “People think I'm unstable, but I tell you, Rose is ten times worse. Of course, that makes it harder for people to f*** with you, so I'm all for it."
Christian: “About time. Lissa and Adrian get the market share on worrying about you, but they're not the only ones. And someone needs to put Adrian in his place, you know. I can't do it all the time."
Rose: "Thanks. It kills me to say this, but I missed you too. No one's sarcasm compares to yours in Russia.”
Lissa: “I just wish I could have all this and stand up to her a little. Rose would."
Christian: "Rose would have gotten herself arrested for treason the first time Tatiana asked her to do something.”
Lissa: “I don't remember you being this reasonable before,"
Christian: "It's because everyone has different definitions of 'reasonable.' Mine's just misunderstood, that's all."
Lissa laughs: "I think you must be misunderstood a lot."
Christian: "Well, I hope this isn't misunderstood. Otherwise, I might get punched."
*Christian kisses Lissa*
Rose: “You know what we need?"
Lissa: "A new plan?"
Eddie: "A miracle?"
Rose: 'I paused and glared at them both before responding. Since when had they become the comedians here? "No."'
Rose to Lissa: “Cool. You can IM with the Council from campus. Maybe you can command people to do your homework.”
Janine: “Don't blame us. We didn't blow up half of Court, steal a dozen cars, call out a murderer in the middle of a crowd, or get our teenage friend crowned queen."
Abe: "Actually, I did blow up half of Court.”
Rose: “Most fathers don't threaten to disembowel their daughter's boyfriends."
Abe: "That's not true. And anyway, that's not what I actually said. It was much worse.”
Rose: “Dang it."
Adrian: "What?"
Rose: "I hate when you're the sane one. That's my job."
Adrian: "Rose, I can think of many words to describe you, sexy and hot being at the top of the list. You know what's not on the list? Sane.”
Abe: “What’s going on?”
Rose: “The usual, old man. Danger, insane plans... you know, the stuff that runs in our family.”
Dimitri: “You were wrong. She really is the new general in town."
Rose: "Maybe. But, it's okay. You can still be colonel."
Dimitri: "Oh? Did you demote yourself? Colonel's right below general. What's that make you?"
Rose: *pulls car keys out of her pocket* "The driver."
Rose: "Does that mean you're going to be nicer to me?"
Adrian: "I'm already nice to you. Do you know how badly I want a cigarette right now? But no. I manfully suffer through nicotine withdrawal—all for you.”
Rose about Adrian: “He'd written me up a proposal of why dating him was a sound decision. It had included things like 'I'll give up cigarettes unless I really, really need one' and 'I'll unleash romantic surprises every week, such as: an impromptu picnic, roses, or a trip to Paris—but not actually any of those things because now they're not surprises.'"
Rose to Sydney: “You managed to get him a duster, but you couldn't find me a pair of jeans?”
Rose to Adrian: “'ARE YOU CRAZY?'
He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question.”
Adrian: “Avery worries about her, too, so Lissa's in good hands. Avery's pretty amazing."
Rose: "Amazing? Do you like her or something?"
Adrian: "Of course I like her. She's a great person."
Rose: "No, I mean like. Not like."
Adrian: "Oh, I see." *rolls his eyes* "We're dealing with elementary school definitions of 'like'.”
Rose: “Are we going to New Orleans?"
Sydney: "No. We're going to West Virginia."
Rose: "I assume by 'West Virginia,' you actually mean 'Hawaii.' Or some place equally exciting.”
Lissa: “That's ridiculous. Especially the part about Christian being manly.”
Rose: "Couldn't Lissa have healed that black eye away?"
Adrian: "It's a badge of honor. Makes me seem manly.”
Rose: “I hadn't gotten far when I ran into Mason. Good God. Men everywhere.”
Rose: "Oh God. I'm Zmey's daughter. Zmey Junior. Zmeyette, even."
Janine: "What on earth are you talking about?"
[...]
Janine: "Besides, you certainly keep your share of secrets too. You two have a lot in common."
Rose: "'Are you kidding? He's arrogant, sarcastic, likes to intimidate people, and-- oh.' Okay. Maybe she had a point."
Sydney: "I need a coffee shop or something."
Rose: "I think I saw one in a cave down the road."
Adrian: “Do you go see her?"
Rose: "No. That's not my life anymore."
Adrian: "Right. Your life is all about dangerous vigilante missions."
Rose: "You wouldn't understand anything that isn't drinking, smoking, or womanizing."
Adrian: "You're the only one I want, Rose."
Rose: "Well, you can keep feeling that way, but you're going to have to keep waiting."
Adrian: "Much longer?"
Rose: "I don't know."
Adrian: "That's the most optimistic thing you've told me so far.”
Rose: "We came to a stop before a high, barbwire fence with an enormous PRIVATE PROPERTY--NO UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ALLOWED sign on it. The lettering was red, apparently to emphasize how serious they were. Personally, I would have added a skull and crossbones to really drive the message home.”
Rose to her mirror: “'My mom beat me up.' My reflection looked back sympathetically.”
Stan: “Hathaway! Nice of you to join us. Get in there now! You're lucky you aren't one of the first ones. People were even making bets about whether you'd show."
Rose: "Really? What kind of odds are there on that? Because I can still change my mind and put down my own bet. Make a little pocket money."
Rose: “...and motioned me toward a spot next to a middle-aged Moroi in a very formal and very designer black suit. The suit screamed, I'm sorry the queen is dead, and I'm going to look fashionable while showing my grief."
Rolan: “You're new here, aren't you?"
Viktoria: "Rose is visiting. She's a friend of the family."
Rolan: "Ah, now I remember hearing about you. I had no idea such a fierce Strigoi killer would be so beautiful."
Rose: "It's part of the job description."
*Rose and Dimitri make snow angels; Rose adds a line over each one*
Dimitri: “What's that?"
Rose: "Halos. For heavenly creatures like us."
Dimitri: "That might be a stretch.”
Rose: “Okay. Now you have to move your arms and legs.”
Dimitri: “I know how to make a snow angel.”
Rose: “Then do it! Otherwise, you’re more like a chalk outline at a police crime scene.”
Rose: “She tossed her torch into the fire pit, and it lit up like the Fourth of July. Someone must have doused that wood with either gasoline or Russian vodka. Maybe both.”
Sydney: “But I can say you’re okay for an irreverent party boy with occasional moments of brilliance.”
Adrian: “Brilliant? You think I’m brilliant?” *holds his hands skyward* “You hear that, world? Sage says I’m brilliant.”
Sydney: “That’s not what I said!”
[...]
Adrian: “Come on, Sage. You understand how my mind works. You said I was brilliant, remember?”
Eddie: (surprised) “You did?”
Sydney: “No! I never said that.” (to Adrian)“Stop telling people that.”

Adrian to The Alchemists: “So. Are you guys here to convert me or sell me siding?”
Sydney: 'While Adrian was interviewing in the back, I got a table and some coffee. Trey came to visit me after about fifteen minutes.'
Trey: "Is that really your brother?"
Sydney: "Yes."
Trey: "When you said he was looking for a job, I pictured a male version of you. I figured he'd want to color code the cups or something."
Sydney: "What's your point?"
Trey: "My point is that you'd better keep looking. I was just back there and overheard him talking with my manager. She was explaining the cleanup he would have to do each night. Then he said something about his hands and manual labor.”
Adrian: “Hey, a guy can hope. I mean, it’s not impossible that a
car full of scantily clad sorority girls might break down
outside and need my help.”
Sydney: “That’s true. Maybe I can put a sign out front that
says, ‘ATTENTION ALL GIRLS: FREE HELP HERE.’”
Adrian: “‘ATTENTION ALL HOT GIRLS."
Sydney: “Right." *tries not to roll eyes. “That’s an
important distinction.”
Adrian: *points at Sydney with pool stick* “Speaking of hot, I
like that uniform.”
Sydney: *rolls eyes*
Sydney: “I don't suppose that she just gave you the job based on looks alone?"
Adrian: *smiles* "Why, Sage, you sweet talker."
Sydney: "Thats not what I meant! What happened?"
Adrian: "I told the truth."
Sydney: "Adrian!"
Adrian: "I'm serious. She asked me what my greatest strength was. I said getting along with people."
Sydney: "Thats not bad."
Adrian: "Then she asked what my greatest weakness was. And I said, 'Where should I start?'"
Sydney: "Adrian!"
Adrian: "Stop saying my name like that. I told her the truth. By the time I was on the fourth one, she told me I could go.”
Adrian: “Sage. These hands don’t do manual labor.”
Sydney: “Can't you... I don't know. Find a hobby or something?"
Adrian: "Being charming is my hobby.”
Angeline: “You look too pretty to be useful.”
Adrian: *chuckles and
shakes her hand* “Truer words were never spoken."
Lee to Sydney: “If it makes you feel any better, you’re not as bad as Keith. He was here earlier today and was so nervous, he literally kept looking over his shoulder.” *pauses thoughtfully* “I think it might have been because Adrian kept laughing like a mad scientist at those old black-and-white movies he was watching.”
“Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, "Mmm. O positive, my favorite."
Keith sprayed out the wine he'd just drunk and promptly started coughing. I was relieved that none got on me. Jill burst into giggles, and Clarence stared at his glass wonderingly.
"Is it? I thought it was a cabernet sauvignon."
"So it is," said Adrian, straight-faced. "My mistake.”
Sydney: “You will not! It's wrong."
Adrian: "What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff?”
“How is Angeline?" asked Dimitri. "Is she improving?"
Eddie and I exchanged glances. So much for avoiding her indiscretions. "Improving how exactly?" I asked. "In combat, in following the dress code, or in keeping her hands to herself?"
"Or in turning off caps lock?" added Eddie.
"You noticed that too?"I asked.
"Hard not to," he said.
Dimitri looked surprised, which was not a common thing. He wasn't caught off guard very often, but then, no one could really prepare for what Angeline might do.
"I didn't realize I needed to be more specific," said Dimitri after a pause. "I meant combat.”
Sydney: “Oh... Adrian, I've got one more favor to ask you. A big one."
Adrian: (hopefully) "Fondue?"
Sydney: “If you went twenty-four hours without cigarettes, I'd drink a can of pop. Regular pop. The whole can."
Adrian: "You would not."
Sydney: "I totally would."
Adrian: "Half a can would put you into a coma."
Sonya: "Are you diabetic?"
Adrian: "No, but Sage is convinced one extraneous calorie will make her go from super skinny to just regular skinny. Tragedy."
Sydney: "Hey. You think it’d be a tragedy to go an hour without a cigarette."
Adrian: "Don’t question my steel resolve, Sage. I went without one for two hours today."
Sydney: "Show me twenty-four, and then I’ll be impressed."
Adrian: *mock surprise* "You mean you aren’t already? And here I thought you were dazzled from the moment you met me.”
Sydney about Adrian: “Adrian was easily distracted by wacky topics and shiny objects."
Sydney: “I wanted someone a little more approachable."
Adrian: "What, like Captain McTropicalShorts back there? Where on earth did you find him anyway?"
Sydney: "Just did an Internet search. He comes highly recommended."
Adrian: "By who? Long John Silver?”
Adrian's email to Sydney: “Day 24. Situation is growing worse. My captors continue to find new and horrific ways to torture me. When not working, Agent Scarlet spends her days examining fabric swatches for bridesmaid dresses and going on about how in love she is. This usually causes Agent Boring Borscht to regale us with stories of Russian weddings that are even more boring than his usual ones. My attempts at escape have been thwarted thus far. Also, I am out of cigarettes. Any assistance or tobacco products you can send will be greatly appreciated.
-Prisoner 24601”
“I’d mentioned this odd wardrobe choice to Adrian a couple of weeks ago:
Sydney: “Isn’t Dimitri hot?”
Adrian’s response hadn’t been entirely unexpected:
Adrian: “Well, yeah, according to most women, at least.”
Adrian to Sydney: “Nice blouse, Sage. It really brings out the khaki in your pants.”
Adrian to Sydney: “I find prostitutes vastly important.”
Sydney: “You'd give up drinking to go see your dad?"
Adrian: "Well, not permanently. That'd be ridiculous. But maybe I could switch to something slightly cheaper for a while. Like...slushes. Do you know how much I love those? Cherry, especially.”
Sydney about Adrian: “Adrian's face was the picture of perfect politeness and restraint, meaning something disastrous was about to happen.”
Adrian: “Because I can't help doing it. And hey, if I keep loving you, maybe you'll eventually crack and love me too. H***, I'm pretty sure you're already half in love with me."
Sydney: "I am not! And everything you just said is ridiculous. That's terrible logic."
Adrian: "Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember-no matter how ordinary things seem between us-I'm still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will."
Sydney: "I don't think you're evil."
Adrian: "See? Things are already looking promising.”
Adrian: “We need to get inside. I think my hair gel’s frozen.”
“Adrian looked over at me again. “Who knows more about male weakness: you or me?”
“Go on.” I refused to directly answer the question.
“Get a new dress. One that shows a lot of skin. Short. Strapless. Maybe a push-up bra too.” He actually had the audacity to do a quick assessment of my chest. “Eh, maybe not. But definitely some high heels.”
“Adrian,” I exclaimed. “You’ve seen how Alchemists dress. Do you think I can really wear something like that?”
He was unconcerned. “You’ll make it work. You’ll change clothes or something. But I’m telling you, if you want to get a guy to do something that might be difficult, then the best way is to distract him so that he can’t devote his full brainpower to the consequences.”
“You don’t have a lot of faith in your own gender.”
“Hey, I’m telling you the truth. I’ve been distracted by sexy dresses a lot.”
I didn’t really know if that was a valid argument, seeing as Adrian was distracted by a lot of things. Fondue. T-shirts. Kittens. “And so, what then? I show some skin, and the world is mine?”
“That’ll help.” Amazingly, I could tell he was dead serious. “And you’ve gotta act confident the whole time, like it’s already a done deal. Then make sure when you’re actually asking for what you want that you tell him you’d be ‘so, so grateful.’ But don’t elaborate. His imagination will do half the work for you. ”
I shook my head, glad we’d almost reached our destination. I didn’t know how much more I could listen to. “This is the most ridiculous advice I’ve ever heard. It’s also kind of sexist too, but I can’t decide who it offends more, men or women.”
“Look, Sage. I don’t know much about chemistry or computer hacking or photosynthery, but this is something I’ve got a lot of experience with.” I think he meant photosynthesis, but I didn’t correct him. “Use my knowledge. Don’t let it go to waste.”
Adrian: "I've said over and over, I'd do anything for you. I just keep hoping it'll be something like, 'Adrian, let's go hot tubbing' or 'Adrian, take me out for fondue.'"
Sydney: "Well, sometimes we have to--did you say fondue? Why in the world would I ever say that?"
Adrian: *shrugs* "I like fondue.”
Sydney about Adrian: “Metaphors. This was the cost of making out with an artist.”
Sydney about Marcus: “I didn't realize when I brought him back here that you'd inflict more damage."
Adrian: "I was defending your honor. Pretty manly, huh?”
Sydney: “Right. Alpha Yam Ergo."
Adrian: "A very old and prestigious society."
Random Girl #1: "I've never heard of them."
Adrian: "They don't let many people in." *writes his fake fraternity's initials: AYE in white paint*
Random Girl #2: "Isn't that what pirates say?"
Adrian: "Well, the Alpha Yams have nautical origins." *paints a pirate skeleton riding a motorcycle*
Sydney: "Oh, no. Not the tattoo."
Adrian: "It's our logo."
Adrian: “I'm done with the pouting. Done with being moody—well, I mean, I'm always a little moody. That's what Adrian Ivashkov's all about. But I'm done with the excessive stuff. That didn't get me anywhere with Rose. It won't get me anywhere with you."
Sydney: "Nothing will get you anywhere with me."
Adrian: "I don't know about that. You're not as much of a lost cause as she was. I mean, with her, I had to overcome her deep, epic love with a Russian warlord. You and I just have to overcome hundreds of years' worth of deeply ingrained prejudice and taboo between our two races. Easy.”
Adrian to Sydney: “Maybe you're graduating from fireballs to lightning bolts. I bet it'd be a lot like throwing ninja stars. Except, well, you could incinerate people.”
Adrian: “I don’t know, Sage. You threw yourself in the line of pepper spray for me. You must like me just a little bit.”
Sydney: “I— I figured it’d be a shame to ruin your pretty face."
damn thats long...but they are still great!!