From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.