“Listen, just do what you think is right, and we'll support it." ~ Sticky Washington, The Prisoner's Dilemma” ThinkingSupportPrisonerDilemmaSticky Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“Good grief! They're going to call us inside soon, and Sticky hasn't even met Madge yet!" "Who's Madge?" Sticky asked. "Her Majesty the Queen!” GriefMetsQueensMajestyStickyMysterious Benedict Society Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“You've read half the books in this house? This whole house?" "Well, approximately half." Sticky said. "To be more accurate, I suppose I've read more like" - his eyes went up as he calculated - "three sevenths? Yes, three sevenths." "Only three sevenths?" said Kate, pretending to look disappointed. "And here I was prepared to be impressed.” WellsLooksSaidBookWholeEyeThreeHouseHalfPreparedHis EyesDisappointedPretendingAccurateImpressedKateSticky Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“... Speaking of which, the boys weren't actually touching the breifcases in the trunk, I hope?" Wondering how Milligan knew, Kate stuck her head out the office door and gave Reynie and Sticky a warning look. They nodded and tried to close the trunk as quietly as possible. "They aren't now anyway." "Good," Milligan said, picking up his duffel bag. "I'd hate to have to speak sternly to them again. It embarasses me to be so ineffective.” LooksSaidHateSpeakWonderBoysDoorsOfficeStuckBagsTouchingWarningKateTrunksSticky Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“Oh dear,"cried Rhonda just then, for Mr. Benedict, awash in strong emotion, has gone to sleep.with a sudden loud snore he toppled forward into the attentive arms of Rhonda and Number Two, who eased him to the floor. "What's wrong with him?" Constance asked. "He has narcolepsy," said Kate. "He steals a lot?" "That's kleptomania," Sticky said. "Mr. Benedict sleeps a lot.” SaidTwoStrongSleepNumbersEmotionGoneArmsDearStealingLoudCriedKateStickyStrong EmotionsMysterious Benedict SocietyNarcolepsy Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
