"It's a good thing you've got yourself, then, isn't it?" Gabriel teased the detective. "Everything else we'll just have to keep." Speaking of the holy water, though, Gabe bent down to fish the bottle out from under the chair, and when he'd sat up again Fletcher was inside the car.

The Archangel laughed and turned to Fletcher. "Don't mind him; let's make our own fun. We can either talk business or start up another game. Ghastly missed the last one." Gabe grinned at the tailor and then glanced at the skeleton in the driver's seat. "Where were we up to? Oh, that's right. Skul was speaking in tongues."