Fabian

Fabian, are you going with us to the pool on Saturday afternoon?

Fabian is an expert in deciphering Egyptian hieroglyphics.

Hood complained behind his commander's back to Richmond of Johnston's Fabian strategy.

“This is how I know you've never had an adult relationship. If I say no, then I will be required to say yes to something else in the future, and the stakes in the future might be higher.” “Then say yes.” “If I give in, then I'm no longer the alpha in my house. Before you know it, she'll have me wearing jeans and reading fiction!” “Yeah, well, yes and no are kind of your only two choices.” “For most men, sure. But there is a third option. The Fabian strategy.” “I know this. If an apple and a feather fall at the same time--” “The Fabian strategy derives its name from the Roman general Quintus Fabius Maximus. He ran away, Lemon. Rather than engage in battle, he would retreat and retreat until the enemy grew fatigued and eventually made a mistake. Although I abhor it as a military strategy, it is the basis for all of my, uh, personal relationships.” “So Avery is your enemy. That sounds healthy.” “You're in no position to judge.”