"A priest and satan walk into a bar and immediately forget how they got there," Devin said with the shadow of a smile pulling at his lips, taking a generous pull of his luke warm white wine.
The following seconds were filled with a waiting silence as I figured Devin was gathering his thoughts for the incoming punchline.
I eventually murdered that miniscule eternity with a question I wish I never asked.
"What happened next?""
The shadow won over the territorial battle for Devin's face; a cruel grin stretched and bunched skin formidably.
"We just have to wait and see"