Think of it as a second opinion on his value. If he wasn't worth the fight, wouldn't she just let him go? Wouldn't you?

Not that I don't appreciate the rescue," Holt said. "But I'm forced to ask, in the interest of self-preservation ... exactly how well armed are you right now?

Together, we'd take crazy to a whole new level. ~Tod

So you’re saying the afterlife is hard on the libido? FYI, that’s probably not a good bullet point for your recruiting brochure.

Great. "So not only am I not-human, but Death is my arch foe?" Who, me? Panic? "Anything else you want to tell me, while we're confessing?

... you just turned down the woman who put a marshmallow duck in your hot chocolate. I hope you feel like a real asshole now.

So don't. Come hang out with me at work. We can play naughty dress up with the hospital gowns and rearrange the supply closets.