Water for Elephants
I feel my face turn red. I look at the sidewall. I look at the ceiling. I look at my feet.
"Ah heck, ain't you cute," she says, tapping the cigarette over the grass. She brings it to her mouth and takes a deep drag. "You're blushing." (12.122-23)
"That fucking bull cost me a fortune! She's the reason I couldn't pay the men and had to take care of business and caught heat from the goddamned railroad authority! And for what? The goddamned thing won't perform and she steals the fucking lemonade!"
"Al!" August says sharply. "Watch your mouth. I'll have you remember you're in the presence of a lady." (15.217-18)
"[…] I want my good shirt. And my bow tie."
"Your bow tie!" She hoots, throwing her head back and laughing.
"Yes, my bow tie." (18.5-7)