Random in Death (In Death, #58)

by J.D. Robb

“Gales it?” “Blows hard.”

“Good, because I hate throwing myself on the sword.” “Why would anybody do that?” Peabody hiked her shoulders. “Death before dishonor?” “Death ends you. You can come back from dishonor.

“What the hell is a dooser?” Eve demanded. “Oh, a cross between a dick and a loser.” Eve considered. “That’s a good one. Do I need to know weeb and tots? The rest was self-evident.” “No, but basically boring or awkward for weeb and tots are slutty types.”

“Where does she get that laugh?” Even now, Eve could hear it. “It’s like somebody on happy juice in an asylum.”

“Have kids, they told me. They’ll fill your life with joy and adventure. Your heart will swell with love.”