I toss Death a black hoodie to wear over the T-shirt. Candy helps him put it on. I look at her looking at him. She’s not scared of him. Another one of the things I like about her. I put out the Malediction. No reason to torment the poor slob.
I say, “You like Thai food?”
“I don’t know,” he says.
“Let’s find out.”
“Don’t worry. We’ll get everything mild,” says Candy.
He looks up at the big screen.
“Can I watch something else? Something where people speak?”
“We might have one or two of those. What do you think, Kas?”
“No action movies. Nothing with guns or explosions. I don’t want him getting ideas.”
Death zips the hoodie, then looks at Kasabian.
“We’ve met before,” says Death.
I smile in Kasabian’s direction.
“That’s right. He blew his dumb ass up.”
“Lucifer was the one who brought you back, wasn’t he? I like him. He has a funny sense of humor.”
“Tell me about it,” Kasabian says.
“Maybe cartoons?” says Candy.
Kas raises his eyebrows.
“Some of your fucking anime with monsters and robots? I don’t think so.”
“What about a musical?” Candy says.
Death looks from her to me.
“You like music?” I ask.
“Oh, yes.”
Kasabian says, “Okay. Fred Astaire or Gene Kelly?”
“Definitely Gene Kelly,” Candy says. “He’s the sexy one.”
“Singin’ in the Rain?”
I pick up the rest of my clothes.
“Can’t go wrong with a classic. We’re going upstairs to call for food. You need anything?”
Death shakes his head.
“No. Thank you.”
Candy and I head to our place. Kasabian follows us halfway up the stairs.