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Jaime Lee: Oooo....prey.....
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Jaime Lee: Wicktory!
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Jaime Lee: Die satin die!
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Jaime Lee: Struggle all you want, it won't save you.
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Jaime Lee: If I pretend not to watch it might move and then I can pounce...
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Jaime Lee: You can't see me. No really, I'm invisible.
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Jaime Lee: Oh, so now you want my help?
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Jaime Lee: Similes, similes....I used to know what those are....
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Jaime Lee: Okay, get past the lovey dovey stuff and back to the bad guys.
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Jaime Lee: That scene looks good. Write more like that.
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Jaime Lee: She says no cats in this book. How can she write a book with no cats?
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Jaime Lee: I just don't know where I went wrong with her. All she cares about is...plot.
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Jaime Lee: Wait....no, you can't do that to Josh. We talked about this.
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Jaime Lee: No, not that word. You're doing it wrong.
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Jaime Lee: I'll just take these off your hands. All helpful like and all.
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Jaime Lee: She just left them here, Gilly. Finders keepers.
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Jaime Lee: This is me, looking away now. I'm not even thinking about your beads. Or your plants...
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Jaime Lee: Gilly, get over here.
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Jaime Lee: No, no i'm fine. Go take your pictures.
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Jaime Lee: Mind control lasers set on stun. All your beads belong to me. Me!!
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Jaime Lee: Curse you and your little dog too. I am not a housecat.
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Jaime Lee: The mighty panther lies in wait on her tree branch. Soon her unsuspecting prey will rue the day she laughed.
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Jaime Lee: I'm a leopard. ....why are you laughing?
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Jaime Lee: Puny human. You can't stay awake forever.
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Jaime Lee: No, I'm not lulling you into a false sense of security. What makes you think that?
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Jaime Lee: Ooooo toys! She'll never notice one less strand of beads.
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Jaime Lee: Here's the plan, Gilly. You grab one strand and go left. I'll get the other one and go right.
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Jaime Lee: What do you mean you forgot which way is left? Left is...that way!
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Jaime Lee: Us? Oh...we're making sure the beads don't make a break for it. They tried! But we've got your back.
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Jaime Lee: My assistants at work