[Kevin wishes he could offer her a tissue, but they disintegrate in his hand. Instead, he just waits politely.]

Ma'am, whatever he done at home, the only mistake he made here was messin' with a vindicative demon.

[Though, is there any other kind?]

I've done worse than he done, and don't no one treat me like I've kicked puppies, stolen candy from babies or purposefully run over little ol' Church Ladies.

Seems wrong t'me, ma'am.