Then it's settled," I said. "We'll do a dream conference call." That love and rapture faltered. "Wait. How is it settled? How did we go from me declaring my love for you to me being okay with a dream?" "It's Adrian Ivashkov logic. Don't try to understand it. Just roll with it.
Richelle Mead (2013). “The Fiery Heart: A Bloodlines Novel”, p.45, Penguin
