Harry Dresden: Because Thomas is too pretty to die. And because I'm too stubborn to die. And most of all… — Jim Butcher

Harry Dresden/Waldo Butters: Polka will never die!

Waldo Butters: Screw up my life?

[He stared at me for a second and then said, deadpan]

Waldo Butters: I’m a five-foot-three, thirty-seven-year-old, single, Jewish medical examiner who needs to pick up his lederhosen from the dry cleaners so that he can play in a one-man polka band at Oktoberfest tomorrow.

[He pushed up his glasses with his forefinger, folded his arms, and said]

Waldo Butters: Do your worst.

Carlos Ramirez: Everyone else who lets me ride on their dinosaur calls me Carlos.