Driving Miss Sassy.

The thrill of the chase of the almighty dollar.

Looking out for Number One.

Trick question.

He balances his checking account.

Then double checks his math.

At first blush.

It will be a challenge for marketing.

No one gets embarrassed anymore.

Match made in heaven.

She burned through her inventory.

Hallucinations do not keep one warm.

Act of creation.

Art made entirely from found materials.

It's a form of recycling.

Tipping Point.

It pays to eat out occasionally.

It pays a lot, in fact.

Puppet Master.

One day she may be a real girl -- again.

Sibling rivalry can go too far sometimes.

Oui et non.

That is mademoiselle stinkbag, to you.

But you get the gist of it.

He's Da Bomb.

Actually, Teller was the father of the hydrogen bomb.

Leo Szilard was the father of the atomic bomb.

Pulp affliction.

Printed on genuine Canadian pulp.

Dead tree tariff included.

Business lunch.

He's all business all the time.

Even if it's none of his business.

Two times the fun.

She's repeating herself .

Which is twice as nice.

Hoovering.

They still do that for some large jobs.

But then you can get steamed, too.

Fright night.

It might not frighten them,

But it certainly will ruin their day.

Monstrous.

He must not have a clear conscience.

Or is haunted by his conscience.

Bottom feeder.

Not precisely an endorsement.

"Things could be worse" usually do.

Food for thought.

Rabbit kibble nibbles.

Foraging for food.

Glass ceiling.

The sky's the limit, in other words.

Speaking of tools...

Hanging Chad.

He's a real American when it comes to not voting.

There's always a good reason to skip it.

Bubble boy and girl.

To tell the truth, that really sucks, she means.

At least watch the news from time to time.

Bridge over troubled waters.

Playing the name game is no help.

Never had smooth sailing, either.

Multipurpose.

It's distributed processing, delegation.

He can now do less than nothing in more than one place.

AI AI Oh.

Worse, it was a Chinese AI agent that caught her.

The AIs can now eliminate the middle man.

Chat bot.

Or they could just text one another.

Go with the flow of modern times.

No laughing matter.

He is funny without even trying.

And he can be very trying at times.

Teachable moment.

A whole new meaning for machine learning.

Just like a human.

All business.

What profits it a man if he gains the world...

And loses his profits.

Place your bets.

And SI is short for Sports Illustrated.

He should really be afraid of AGI.

Dithering around.

One hesitates to liken him to Mr. Dithers.

He is too decisive, albeit stubborn.

Blues in the night.

He has an excellent memory of preschool.

Always the snappiest dresser.

Job market.

And he is still on the dole in the UK.

Was there coffee to go with the Danish?

The currency of the realm.

When he isn't thinking of money, he is thinking...

Of moola, cash, specie, the wherewithal, dough, bread...

Snakes and ladders.

Coral snakes aren't found at the beach.

They are the snakes in the grass.

Nosey.

In the words of the old joke...

Now they can pick their noses.

Brain drain.

Trash that can think for itself.

The least data center.

Personal grooming.

It's not called "personal" grooming for nothing.

A matter of etiquette.

Separated at birth.

The resemblance is only superficial.

Monty is a billionaire of a different complexion.

Feeling chippy.

The ambivalence of doing well by doing good.

Lost is not only a show to hate.

Run of the mill.

After a while, you get used to it.

It's like a persistent cough.

Dogged.

He holds on to the idea like a terrier.

And he isn't isn't the dog.

The next level.

That is what they call a breakthrough.

Just short of a break out.

Honest to a fault.

He never lies and gets caught, either.

No false advertising for him.

This space vacant.

In one ear and out the other.

Some people have better hearing.

What's in a name?

The "Don't ask, Don't tell" menu.

Locally sourced escargot.

Out of alignment.

It's difficult to steer safely with poor alignment.

He's Mister Ethically Challenged.

Take a mulligan.

A little bit of this, a little bit of that.

A whole lot of condiments.

Doggone it.

She can smell fear. It smells like victory.

That's a good way to summon Animal Control.

Mr. Lucky.

This is a whole Lotto nothing.

That's the ticket.

Outstanding.

The one-of-a-kind Mr. Unique.

A boy named Sui Generis.

Foodies.

Always sample the local dishes.

They give the flavor of the place. 

And there is a Right Bank and a Left Bank, but no West Bank in Paree.