| "Janet, I just can't handle this. My house is just one huge mass of seething teenage hormones." |
| "Daniel, I'm sure you're exaggerating." |
| "Janet, I'm not. Christ knows how he survived puberty the first time round. I'm about ready to throttle him." |
| "He can't be that bad. Have you tried talking to him?" |
| "I'm a linguist, Janet. Of course I've tried talking to him. He's got an answer for anything and everything. And worse still, he uses every bit of the 'colourful' language that he picked up over too many years in the military, words that even I've never heard before." |