don't let your dreams be memes

Alyona: What do I get? Smaragdus: A night of fashion, mischief, mayhem, and possible death. Alyona: Not sure about the last one. Smaragdus: It won't be your death. Alyona: Let me get my coat.

Smaragdus: I realize this may seem hypocritical coming from me but there are ways to deal with problems other than 'stab it with a sword' or 'set it on fire'. Alyona: Okay, so I should use poison. Smaragdus: No, that's not what I meant. Alyona, nodding sagely: You're right, poison's for cowards. I'll use my fists and punch 'em in the face. Smaragdus: *deep sighing*

Alyona: What you're feeling are pangs of guilt. Smaragdus: What? Alyona: Guilt. Oh, boy. Okay, how am I gonna explain this one? Uh, guilt is an emotion that. . .okay. Jumping ahead. An emotion is something that--- Smaragdus: Hey, hey, hey. Come on. I know what guilt is. It's one of those touchy-feely words that people throw around that don't really mean anything. You know, like "maternal" and "addiction".

Lazzaro: Your greatest strength and your greatest weakness is the same thing: You see the good in everyone. You look at me and know things about my life even those closest to me will never know. You have ripped me open and shown me my heart. I don't know what to do with that. I don't know how to feel. Alyona:. . . Alyona: Wow, that quote is so deep you can bury everyone Smaragdus has ever killed in it. Lazzaro: Do you always have to make stupid jokes? Alyona: May I offer some tasteless commentary and unwanted advice instead?