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Listen, You. Don't Threaten Me. I Could Make Your Life A Nightmare. He Put His Hand In Front Of Her Face And Unfolded Three Fingers As He Said, I'm F-b-i. She Smiled. It Wasn't The Reaction He Expected. You Want To Talk Nightmares? She Said. She Put Her Hand Up To His Face And Unfolded Her Three Fingers. I'm I-r-s.

Iain's Gaze Went Back And Forth Between Gillian And Brodick. "father Laggan's Back," He Remarked. "and There's Another, Younger Priest Named Stevens With Him." "why Are You Telling Me This?" Brodick Asked. "i Just Wanted You To Know There Are Two Priests Available," Iain Explained With A Meaningful Glance At Gillian.

You Have Many Flaws, He Announced... “but There Was One Flaw That Made All The Other Imperfections Pale In Comparison.” “was?” She Asked. “i Don't Have This Flaw Any Longer?” “no, You Don't.” “pray Tell,” She Muttered In Exasperation, “what Was This Terrible Flaw?” He Grinned. “you Used To Be English.

Every Man Has A Weakness!” He Patiently Explained. “i'll Find Theirs, I Promise You.” “every Man?” “yes,” He Answered Emphatically. ... “what Is Your Weakness, Brodick?” She Asked. “you.

Men. They Were All So Incredibly Easy To Sway. Pat Them On Their Heads, Give Them Something To Eat, And They'll Follow You Anywhere. Add A Smile And A Few Stupid Compliments, And They'll Immediately Forget All About Their Other Responsibilities.