Not bad, not bad, just shacking up with a demon and watching a guy Jesus someone outside. Normal stuff, no big.

In real answers...

He purses his lips and shrugs, glancing over the titles on the shelf. Ooh, maybe he could get a couple more romance novels while he's here (there's no TV, shut up!).

"I've been kidnapped to worse places." Right, because that was more normal than what he was thinking of. Uh, anyway. He clears his throat and then points at the book he returned.

"What're you looking for?"