[Well, that's....

Useful. John can understand why he wanted to keep it too himself. He wasn't full of shit, though, maybe he can help.]

Okay. Fine.

[He straightens in his seat, a poor attempt at looking more dignified than the "homeless alcoholic" look he's got now. He won't let go of Mary though.]

But just so you know, if this goes wrong? I swear to god I'll dump you outside and let the Darkness deal with your sorry ass.