"Hey man, careful with that thing." Grady makes a lazy swipe at John's hand, trying to capture that pointing finger. "That's how you get, you know, smited. The wrath from on high atop the whatever. You have to turn around three times and spit, or something."

His commitment to the argument fades quickly, especially once he realises he's still holding the other man's hand. He looks at it for a second and then lets go, focusing instead on the house as they come up to it.

"Nice place. Who'd you live with, the Munsters?"