My Name's Jet Steele.

What, Are You Doing? Aside From Getting Your Sandwich Cold." "i’m Making A Snow Angel. Don’t You Know What That Is?" "yes, I Know. But Why? You Must Be Freezing." "not So Much, Actually. My Face Is A Little, I Guess.

Immortals Are, By Definition, Immortal. End Of Story.

Really, It's My Fault. It Was There. A Hundred Times There. How Often Did I See It? I Knew. It Kept Happening. Over And Over, You'd Say You Were Through With Him...and Over And Over, I'd Believe It...no Matter What My Eyes Showed Me. No Matter What My Heart Told Me. My. Fault.

And Hey, If I Keep Loving You, Maybe You'll Eventually Crack And Love Me Too.

Rosemarie You Are Out Of Line