"Yeah, I imagine asking Metatron would be much easier," said Eileen. She was a little nervous about the idea of him going off to the Emptiness on his own to get a camera, but she reminded herself to try not to be over-protective of him. "But there's no hurry. Well, I mean, not for me... I'm sure it must drive you crazy not to have a camera."
[OOC: Now I have a mental image of Henry crusing around in Jazz, the wild car of the plains...]