Sam smiled a little, the joke helping to keep him from getting too twitchy. So did the fact that they had a job to do. He listened to Miracle Max' rambling about magical wards and couldn't help but thinking, Damn, I wish we'd had some wards like that... He couldn't even count how many times he and his brother could have use wards like that. How many times their parents could have used wards like that.
"You're the miracle man," he said, giving a little head jiggle as he spoke. "Just tell me what the plan is and I'll make it happen."