herp, voice-testing

[vatical]

At this point, I'd really rather not know why Crowley wants me or what he does with me between when he grabbed me and when I escape. I mean, he's the King of Hell, so for now, ignorance is, um, bliss, right?

.. Still, you'd think I'm the only prophet around or something. There's still that one writer-guy who looks homeless, right?

Anyway, ah.. you have a plan, right? Some kind of plan? Please tell me you're not just winging it, because if you are, I'm fully prepared to shove an organizer in your face.