" Lex?”
“Yes?”
“There’s a bug in your hair.”
“Even better.”
She gave him another quick peck, then looked in the mirror to investigate her hair. “Shit,” she said, her eyes opening wide. “Don’t move.”
“Why, are you sticking to the leather seat? Because I am all kinds of sticking to the leather seat, in places that I didn’t even know about—”
“No. Slightly bigger problem,” she said, still frozen. “Uncle Mort: staring. Us: very naked.”
“Crap.” Driggs tried to wipe his face clean of saliva, though there was a sizable amount. “Think he can see us?”
“He’s not a dinosaur, Driggs. His vision doesn’t depend solely on movement.”
“Okay, you really need to stop basing your entire knowledge of dinosaurs on what you learned in Jurassic Park. "

― Gina Damico , Rogue (Croak, #3)