“Republicans are annoying, but poisoning them isn’t the only way to get rid of the problem. What I’m trying to say with this clever and topical analogy, there are other remedies. Stay gold, Ponyboy.”

“Is that one’s way of asking if I’m into you? Nice try, Ward, but that’s classified,” Skye retorted, imitating the way he’d usually said it to her. Raising an eyebrow at Ward’s provocation, she continued, now with significantly more sarcasm in her voice, “Thank you so much for the enlightenment. Had I ever heard about insomnia before, I’d surely know it’s caused by something and asked my dearest friend about his troubles, but, alas, it’s the first I’m hearing about it.”