Spy School Project X Quotes

Her name can’t really be Myrtle Combat, can it?” “Of course not,” Erica replied. “Her real name is Prudence Buttercup, but that made her sound more like an interior decorator than an assassin. So she changed it. Lots of female assassins have pseudonyms: Dinah Mite, Barb Dwyer, Kay Ottic.

Of course not!” Cyrus said, like I was a fool. “Penelope’s the grenade launcher! What kind of dimwit names a flamethrower Penelope?

bands. I started out decently well, employing a Nook-Bhan-San move called “Fast as Lightning.” This wasn’t really an attack. Instead, I just darted about quickly in an unpredictable pattern, hoping that my opponent might grow tired of chasing me around before she got the chance to hurt me. It wasn’t the sort of technique that earned you an A, but then, it was a lot less painful than staying put and getting punched in the nose. Unfortunately, my opponent responded with a move called “Even Faster Than Lightning” where she simply moved quicker than I did,

The piece I know is that he put a price on Ripley’s head. As of noon today, the first person to take out the kid gets twenty million dollars.

I’m betting that Zoe is with Ben Ripley right now. Along with two other associates, Mike Brezinski and Erica Hale. And they are currently at Poor Richard’s Sandwich Shoppe at 104 Market Street in Philadelphia. “Uh-oh,” Mike said.

was wondering if she could get your husband’s recipe for the potato salad he served when we visited you last month. I know it’s classified, but you can trust us. We’re willing to trade you our recipe for apple cobbler in return.

And because I need to make sure we actually get tickets for the right train, and I trust Jawa to do that, not you. I don’t want to end up in Canada.

Who’d you think they were trying to kill in your office?” Zoe asked. “You?” “I am the principal of the academy. It’s completely understandable that someone would want to kill me and not a student.” “I guess that’s true,” Mike said. “I can think of plenty of students who’ve wanted you dead.

Beside me, Mike was sleeping peacefully, cuddling his pillow with a blissful smile on his face. “Ooh!” he murmured. “I’ve always wanted a baby panda!

A flounder that had been caught by one of the fishermen and then whisked away when the plane snagged its line was flattened against the window closest to me, looking extremely confused.

Even if we survive, we’ll end up soaking wet and my underwear’s going to be riding up my butt all day.

I made the mistake of saying “Yuck” after getting pegged in the forehead by a high-speed grasshopper and had a moth promptly fly down my windpipe, which left me gagging for the next five minutes.

We fight fire with fire. We say he’s not just a Flumbonian lizard person. We say he’s the king of the Flumbonian lizard people. We say he has a giant space laser that can make hurricanes, that he likes to find the most adorable dogs on earth and eat them, and that he has an evil plot to destroy all of the world’s ice cream.

had an emergency meeting with the principal. As if finals at spy school weren’t stressful enough.

Only two of the bombs I defused were nuclear.

Grandma!” she exclaimed. “Please don’t strangle my boyfriend!

Instead, there had already been an active conspiracy theory claiming that shape-shifting reptilian aliens from the planet Flumbo were secretly taking the place of normal human beings. The Flumbonians had been accused of being behind everything from crashing the stock market to rigging the Super Bowl to ruining the last season of Game of Thrones.

Erica!” Mary snapped. “Here’s a piece of advice: If you don’t have something nice to say…” “… then say it directly to the person who screwed up so they won’t make the same mistake again,” Erica finished. “Yeah, I know it.

Hey!” the woman who ran the petting zoo shouted. “Who’s throwing ducks at the llamas?

But if we leave right now, averaging sixty miles an hour, it should only take us eight hours to get there.” “Twenty hours,” Erica corrected. “Who taught you math?” “Oops,” Alexander said. “Well, that’s certainly longer, but we can still make the best of it. I’ll download some audiobooks, we can sing show tunes, maybe I can even find a place around here that sells Travel Bingo…

although he slipped at the end and landed straddling a branch with a squeak of pain that indicated he had just severely impacted his private parts.

road, and discharged. The shot went well wide of us, nearly barbecued some cows in a pasture, then detonated in a pond, sending a geyser of water and startled

That’s why I wear a toupee in the first place,” the principal informed us proudly, as though he had somehow played a larger role in our escape than simply being a bad-hairpiece delivery system. “I don’t really need it, of course. But I shaved my head to give me an excuse to carry that, just in case I ever found myself in a situation like this.” Under his breath, Mike whispered, “Next thing you know, he’s gonna claim his toxic bad breath is to fight off bad guys too.

Why would you fight fire with fire?” Erica shot back. “Then all you get is a bigger fire. You’re supposed to fight fire with water. Or industrial-strength chemical flame retardants.” “Erica!” Mary snapped. “Here’s a piece of advice: If you don’t have something nice to say…” “… then say it directly to the person who screwed up so they won’t make the same mistake again,” Erica finished. “Yeah, I know it.