"Our next fighter doesn't need an introduction, but 
 because he scares the shit outta me, I'll give him one, 
 anyway! Shake in your boots, boys, and drop your 
 panties, ladies! I give you: Travis 'Mad Dog' 
 Maddox!" 
 Harley Night Rod 
 "There's nothing to hold on to but 
 me, Pidge. Don't let go!" 
 "I wouldn't let 
 anything happen to you, Pigeon." 
 "So what's your story, 
 Pidge? Are you a man-hater in general, or do you just 
 hate me?" 
 "I think it's just you," I grumbled. 
 He laughed once, amused at my mood. "I can't 
 figure you out. You're the first girl that's ever been 
 disgusted with me before sex. You don't get all 
 flustered when you talk to me, and you don't try to get 
 my attention." 
 "Oh my God! You're killing me! That's it. We 
 have to be friends. I won't take no for an answer." 
 "I don't mind being friends, but that 
 doesn't mean you have to try to get 
 in my panties every five seconds." 
 "You're not sleeping with me. I get 
 it." 
 "It says, 'I belong to my beloved, and my beloved is mine."