"Myers is fond of readin' me all the rules the Bureau has for me then he likes to point out all the rules I broke. Like I don't know 'em. I've been there for sixty years. He's been there for what...three. Give or take a few. There's this prophecy, lots more borin' then your nails. Listenin' to Abe ramble on 'bout the demons I get sent to kill. He wants to give me a full history 'stead of just jumpin' to the part 'bout how I kill 'em."

He leaned back on the couch, his right elbow resting on the armrest. "See, lots of things more borin' and none of them nearly as pretty as you."