Читаю последнего Фаула. Орион...блёёёё.
"Why don't we look for some magic stones that can grant wishes? Or, if that doesn't work, you could search my naked body for some mysterious birthmark that means I am actually the prince of somewhere or other."

"Oh, I'm crazy all right. I do have plenty of psychoses. Multiple personality, delusional dementia, OCD. I've got them all, but most of all, I'm crazy about you."
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Бутерброд не делается, не растет кокос. Пока Эстелл будет осваивать бутерброд, я успею обучится на шефповора.