Demons Page #3

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"So many lost souls, you know?"

- Funny the two of

you wound up in the

entertainment business.

It's just so surface, you know?

- I don't really

see myself as being

in the entertainment business.

- Oh, piss off.

Of course you are.

Anyway, I studied art history,

which is history

plus art, get it?

- And you graduated from

that to car commercials

and Stoner comedies.

- You know, she's pretty

insightful for a high school girl.

- She's a bitchy little force

of nature is what she is.

- So how did you two meet again?

- Eddie was a frequent guest

at the clinic where

I used to work.

- Mmhmm.

Acupuncture, medical

marijuana, and beautiful women.

What more could a man ask?

- Okay, baby.

Jewely wants to

talk to her daddy.

Ariel says she's been crying

ever since she got there.

- That's weird.

Excuse me, guys.

Hey sweet girl.

What's the matter?

- She's burdened.

- What?

- Kayleigh, there's

something attached to her.

- Let's not do this now, yeah?

- Emmie and Marcus just landed.

- Mmhmm.

- Mmm.

- Maybe you could give me a

few minutes alone with her?

- I am her father.

I deserve to be here.

- I'm not concerned with

what you deserve, Mr. Grant.

Only what's best for

your daughter right now.

- Just listen to him, daddy.

Please?

- Look, I just need to

do a brief evaluation.

It often helps if there

aren't people with

personal connections

in the room.

- All right.

Evaluate her.

But do not proceed further

without talkin' to me.

- Yes, sir.

- I'm going to pray

with your mother.

I would ask if you'd

like to join us but,

I'm afraid I know the answer

to that question already.

- What could praying hurt?

Jewel?

Can you hear me?

Lord, may your mercy descend

upon us, upon Jewel Grant,

at this moment, her

moment of greatest need.

- Have you come to save me...

Or just to play with me?

- So what's the verdict?

On the Margarita?

- It's nice.

Sweet and hot at the same time.

I like it.

- See?

I'm really becoming quite

an excellent mixologist.

- Is anybody else coming in?

Kayleigh?

Come in.

- Why not?

- Woo hoo!

- Uh huh!

Yes!

- Hey there, naked girl.

- Hello!

- Hey.

It's your wedding weekend.

- Oh girl, don't.

Now, you see I'm

dressed, don't you?

Now you know better than that.

This place, it looks

like a spread from

"the Southern

lifestyle", uh huh.

Man, props hampsteads.

- She's gonna wear clothes

at the wedding, right?

- Oh no, didn't I tell you?

Uh no, we're both

gonna be naked.

The look on your face!

You're such a gullible f***er.

- Is this him?

This is some dark-ass sh*t.

It spoke to me.

- Thank you.

- Oh, could you go

ahead and sign my copy

so we can get that

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