[ John Constantine is an acquired taste. His line of work doesn't exactly lend to getting chummy with folk. Live fast, die tomorrow, face God and walk backwards into hell doesn't suit most people's lifestyles. He had mates, a good crew, once. They were all idiots, John included. Not many of them left now. He'd be the last person to go judging Matt about anything, much less his nightly activities and strained personal life. Pot, kettle, etc.
So yeah, easy to call it something light and not disruptive to their lives. ]
Were you now?
[ An answering sound of amusement. ]
Yeah, shortly. Chas has got to sort a few things but we should be on our way within the hour.
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[ John Constantine is an acquired taste. His line of work doesn't exactly lend to getting chummy with folk. Live fast, die tomorrow, face God and walk backwards into hell doesn't suit most people's lifestyles. He had mates, a good crew, once. They were all idiots, John included. Not many of them left now. He'd be the last person to go judging Matt about anything, much less his nightly activities and strained personal life. Pot, kettle, etc.
So yeah, easy to call it something light and not disruptive to their lives. ]
Were you now?
[ An answering sound of amusement. ]
Yeah, shortly. Chas has got to sort a few things but we should be on our way within the hour.