when the mood strikes

“Eve: What is it about asking you Catholic questions that gets you all jumpy? 

Roarke: You’d be jumpy, too, if I asked you things that make you feel the hot breath of hell at your back. 

Eve: You’re not going to hell. 

Roarke: Oh, and have you got some inside intel on that? 

Eve: You married a cop…you married me. I’m your goddamn salvation.”