"Yeah, it hasn't been kind to my boss sometimes," he said, a little snicker escaping. "Our pantheon seems to be the hot ticket for movies recently. Just don't bring up the Disney version of Hercules. It seems to be almost universally disliked among them." At her words he nodded. "All right."
"I'll take good care of him," he promised, unfolding his gurney and laying the body carefully on it. "And you're welcome. He'll get the rest he's earned."