" The female put her hands on her hips. “Just my luck. I get mugged by Emily Post.” “Emily who?” He narrowed his eyes. “And I did not mug you.” “Then why do you have all my shit.” As she drew out the enunciation on that last word, something unfamiliar woke up in the back of his brain. "

― J.R. Ward , The Jackal (Black Dagger Brotherhood: Prison Camp, #1)