" Kettle, you’re not embracing my awesome. Embrace the awesome.”
“So are you going to tell me how you knew?” I pulled back to look at him, and his gaze flicked to mine. “Well, I’d always had a feeling of awesome, even as a young boy.”
“My God. You’re infuriating.”
“Kettle, I’m touched, but you don’t need to call me ‘God. "

― Teresa Mummert , Perfect Lie