unexpected interruption Quotes

This thought was interrupted, suddenly, by a crash from the front entrance. We all looked over just in time to see Adam bending back from the glass, rubbing his arm. "Pull open," Maggie called out. As Leah rolled her eyes, she said, "He never remembers. It's so weird.

I have to step out for a second. Don’t do anything funny while I’m gone.

He was distracted by a giggle, and turned to see a rare sight: a girl.

[On the ringing of her doorbell or telephone:] What fresh hell is this?

I was leaving the hotel to get to the fight when my phone went and someone said 'Hello Ricky, it's Tom'. I said 'Tom who?' and when he said 'Tom Jones' I told him to eff off! I thought it was a wind-up!

(Responding to a sneeze from the audience) Who exploded?

Watching a make-out while wrapped in a blanket with a guy she wanted to make out with made her feel exposed. Obvious. Transparent. Like her thoughts were flashing before his eyes. Finally Brett managed to pull away without consent of Bekka's lips. The confusion created a sloppy bite-a-juicy-peach sound. Everyone cringed.

I was just in the middle of singing a song about how broke we were and now my cell phone rings.

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy in her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her. Before she could speak, almost before she could feel, a voice called 'Lucy! Lucy! Lucy!' The silence of life had been broken by Miss Bartlett, who stood brown against the view.

Wow I can't belive I won. This is awesome. Don't trip and fall. I'm gonna get to thank the fans, this is so cool. Oh, Kanye West is here. Cool haircut. What are ya doing there... Ouch... I guess I'm not gonna get to thank the fans.

To make a long story short, there's nothing like having a boss walk in.

There were so many Pittsburgh poets in my hallway that if, at that instant, a meteorite had come smashing through my roof, there would never have been another stanza written about rusting fathers and impotent steelworkers and the Bessemer convertor of love.

Mona knocked at the wrong time. “Uh…yeah…wait a minute, Mona -- ” Mona shouted through the door. “Room service, gentlemen. Just pull the covers up.” Michael grinned at Jon. “My roommate. Brace yourself.” Seconds later, Mona burst through the doorway with a tray of coffee and croissants. “Hi! I’m Nancy Drew! You must be the Hardy Boys!

I actually called a touchdown on national TV in the NFL while going to the bathroom.

This, said Damerel wrathfully, is the second time you have walked in just as I am about to propose to your sister!