Barney couldn't stop himself from looking for the fly, even though he obviously didn't see it. Because it was a joke. A sort of 'made you look!' type thing that he'd completely fallen for like an idiot. "It's not a telephone pole," he replied with a mischievous grin. "You guys don't need a hint, do you? I thought you were supposed to be a detective."
"Oh, I know what it is," Skull assured him. "Truck. Presumably the one that's been following us for the last five minutes."
Barney couldn't help it; he stared.
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Ghastly hesitated. One of the reasons it was so hard to take God seriously was because He certainly didn't act all-knowing. "Once. A while ago. Skul had a case involving triplets, and he needed some help."
In fact, now that Ghastly thought about it, he hadn't set foot in a mortal hospital for a long time. There had never really been a reason to. Aside from the triplets, the last time he remembered was back during the war - they'd just repurposed a whole hospital to take care of some of the wounded civilian sorcerers, and Ghastly had spent most of that time marveling at how slow mortal medicine was, and yet how effective.
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"Oh, I know what it is," Skull assured him. "Truck. Presumably the one that's been following us for the last five minutes."
Barney couldn't help it; he stared.
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Ghastly hesitated. One of the reasons it was so hard to take God seriously was because He certainly didn't act all-knowing. "Once. A while ago. Skul had a case involving triplets, and he needed some help."
In fact, now that Ghastly thought about it, he hadn't set foot in a mortal hospital for a long time. There had never really been a reason to. Aside from the triplets, the last time he remembered was back during the war - they'd just repurposed a whole hospital to take care of some of the wounded civilian sorcerers, and Ghastly had spent most of that time marveling at how slow mortal medicine was, and yet how effective.