Do you like sexy blondes who could break your neck? That's me. I'll crush you.

Being better than everybody you've ever met in your entire measly existence.

Cutting remarks, looking fabulous, hugging, sass, driving hovercars out of spaceships, never having a hair out of place.

Shit your pants" level of hot and scary!

My sweet friend Vash, my other friend Ambrose but only when he's wearing a pink fluffy robe, haute couture, icy looks, sharp witticisms, knowing better than everybody.

How tiny all you peons are.

Somebody who can give as good as they get, who isn't easily scared, who doesn't purr when they flirt at me.

You're not a fucking idiot.