“You know. Bowchicabowwow?” He blinked slowly, like a cat who’s just witnessed you eating cheese out of the bag at two a.m.. “Excuse me?” I sighed. “You know, how sometimes when an underworld demon lord loves a lightbearer very much and they wanna make a little army of the infernal damned…” His hand met his face and I knew at least he got my drift. “Can you ever just speak plainly?” “Sure. I’ve kind of gotten myself psyched up for all this paranormal bullshit, so are you gonna fuck me or not? That plain enough?”
