Text to Jon Boy: Touche. Both are correct but it's easier to keep a tally on how often we do the latter.
Text to Jon Boy: I'm only supposed to darken Maple Grove's doorway on Christmas, if that, but I'll slip by when it looks quiet on the homestead.
Text to Kaylee: You can't live in RhyDin and be afraid of dark places, LeeLee. We'll have to work on that. But for now I'll find you in the sunshine.
Text to Dom: I'm taking one of your bikes for a ride. I'm only telling you in case you feel like eating my dust.