Character: Yves

The theory that the pharaohs used zero-point energy for the construction of the pyramids...
- Of course.
Is the sarcasm?
- Not-T.
- This is sarcasm.
For the second time not.
- I miss you.

And God knows they need protection. A lot more than me. More than I want to travel the world with you.
The librarian and curator. Work is more important than our desires.
Don't say that. It used to be. And now we work separately.
[Kiss]

– - You know I've always been mad? she asked in a whisper.
- – Yes - – as a whisper replied Torr.
- Because it seemed to me, so I can protect myself from this unfriendly world, confessed Eve. - – Not playing by his rules.

– - We welcome you to Breakfast, ' said ember, assessing the extent of the destruction.
Torr looked at his watch.
- To hell with Breakfast! We fell asleep two hours ago!
- Parker? – - asked amber.
Torr rolled over on his back and glanced at Eve, the wrapped sheets. Visions of the night, still so clear, with a string of images flashed in front of Parker eyes.
- To hell with Breakfast! - clearly she said.
Amber raised her hands in a sign of surrender and withdrew from the room.

He does everything with a smile. He smiles... so light, serene smile. And kills with a smile too. Also serene. And did not falter even for a moment. He knows neither rage nor hatred. And never kills just because it's cruel. He... is not cruel. He's like a child, breaks the fly wings, but not with malice, but out of curiosity

You know who plays Golf? Guys who weigh too much to play tennis.