i bit my lip , hard , and then i made myself stand up , very slowly and carefully . try to get it right this time . '' `` what about 'the seventh is ours ' and the guy in the gray suit ? '' wanting nothing more than to throw the book as far as he could , in hopes to never see it again . until he grabbed my arm and yanked me back into the room . did you add to your notes at all after you made them ? 