1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 30: ‘I don’t sleep with him anymore.’ ‘Well I don’t sleep with her anymore.’ ‘Congratulations.’ ‘Back at you’.at back at you under back, v.2
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 281: He put his hand on my shoulder, leaned in close. ‘So we’re cool?’ ‘Cool beans,’ I said.at cool beans! (excl.) under cool, adj.
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 289: ‘[S]omeone shot the ever-living shit out of some guy’s loft on Sleeper Street’.at ever-loving, adj.
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 182: ‘What’re you, gay?’ ‘You bet,’ I said. ‘Come on back and fag-bash me’.at fag-basher (n.) under fag, n.4
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 114: ‘Okay,’ he said, getting excited now that he’d found a fellow cine-geek.at geek, n.1
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 192: ‘Hey, Josephina. Nice streaks.’ [...] ‘The orange? You like it?’ ‘It kicks’.at kick, v.3
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 186: I’ve had my cage rattled by pros, though--wiseguys, cops, gang-bangers.at rattle one’s cage (v.) under rattle, v.
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 25: ‘Mind if I grab a roadie?’ I couldn’t see what harm a beer on the ride could do to a guy heading off to jail. ‘Sure’.at roadie, n.
1999 D. Lehane Prayers for Rain 260: Oscar and Devin drank only top shelf. And they threw it back like water.at top shelf, n.