There had been so much information in Nick's little ramble, and every bit of it completely nuts, that for a lengthy pause all Fiona could do was stare dumbly back at him, eyebrows bunched together as she tried to parse whether he was fucking with her. On the one hand, it seemed way too out there to believe, but on the other, who joked about demons raping 14 year-olds?

"I don't even know what to say to that," she admitted, still staring. "That's a whole lot of crazy in one go, you know that, right?"