He was abnormally agitated, she only normally so.

Indeed, while the big boys were designing their supersleek megabuildings, it was Tolla and Lignano’s container fetish that got them not one job but two.

[O]ne thing about Aunt Jenny gets me so mad I could spit nails.

Obsessed, he was after a watch that contained the greatest number of complications in the boldest combinations in the smallest space imaginable.