"Seen a lot of things in my life.” Don't vomit, Iris. By a lot of things, he didn't necessarily mean people. Okay, who was I kidding, he probably did. I wasn't going to puke. I wasn't. "But you"—his nostrils flared—"my sweet, sweet baby, have gotta be my favorite by far. I think you win first through one-hundredth place."
