“I'll have a neapolitan cappuccino, more cappu than cino, make sure it's got no more than four ounces of milk (the beans won't have the right texture, otherwise), and make sure they spell my name correctly on the cup (they always put 'Foxy' or 'Roxy' I hate that). If you can't handle that I'll have a venti traditional Misto please use soy milk with two blonde shots affogato AND RISTRETTO!! I'd also love three vanilla pumps at the very bottom then add the coffee after then add--"

"I said I'm not doing it, ma’am! I've spent my whole life being afraid of you, but I'm not letting you take the only good thing I've ever had so you can keep your fragile sense of control over everything. Miller is a good husband, a better man than I deserve and nothing scares me more than hurting him, not even you. I'm leaving, Mom, and if you or Herpes the Clown over here try and stop me, you'll learn first hand just how good I've gotten at my job."

“You know, more battles were won by technological advances in warfare. I’ve search the history of weaponry extensively. And it’s inspiring how… for example, the progression of guns utilizing angelic technology has changed the landscape of Hell’s combative… I mean.. war fun.”