In fact, he said, in spite of all efforts to lift the popular taste, things were much of a muchness with the old days when in popular novels the villain, had to be foiled, the hero had to triumph and the lovers had to be united.

I didn't buy a thing, but they were handing out some neat freebies and samples.

“Because I’ve got a score to settle, and I’m guessing my grandmother wouldn’t agree with what I’m about to do.” / Hepzibah cocked her head. “Sororicide? Aunticide? You don’t scare me, kid. Besides, you glanced on my death. You know how it’ll end.”

Why won't you tell me that secret? Cat got your tongue?