Sarcasm is the last refuge of the imaginatively bankrupt.

“You're sitting on my bed," he said. "Did yo think I was under it?”

“It wasn't enough, not nearly enough, but it was all there was.”

“I promise to charm the dickens out of him,' said Will, sitting up and readjusti…”

“Am I blind?" Will's voice floated out of the darkness, tinged with annoyance. "…”