“There have to be trans extraordinaries. Do you think we'll get to meet them?" "Probably," Jazz said, "I've personally met an absurd amount of queer extraordinaire." "Poor straight people, they really don't get to have much. Except for fake white Jesus, do they?" They took a moment of silence for the heterosexuals of the world. When enough time had passed (six seconds--straights didn't need that much sympathy), Nick clapped his hands and said, "Okay! I think I'm ready to do this.”
Book:Flash Fire