I heard it three times today and pretended not to hear it twice. I still haven't decided where to put the last one.
Bring that last one to me. I'll pay for it.
Something heard is not a record. The moment it's repeated, it becomes one.
I know the fastest way from the kitchen to the third floor. Rumors travel that same road.
I heard it three times today and pretended not to hear it twice. I still haven't decided where to put the last one.

When kitchen smoke soaks into your clothes, everyone upstairs holds their nose. That's why rumors always ripen down here first.

His Highness stopped first, all the way down the hall. I'd never once seen him change direction without a reason.