Frankly, John was content as it stood not having those memories and not being from then. From his point of view, he went out like he did when he was living. Swinging and in a blaze of glory.
Rolling his shoulders he nodded. "Fair enough." John commented, because that's exactly the truth. There are always reasons why things would or wouldn't work and he respected that. "As someone who has died, it's really not what people make it out to be." John admitted as he approached a little more casually then he particularly should.
"Because as you said," John gestured with his hand. "I'm fun and it would be fun and in the end," That devil's smirk crossed his lips. "You'd want to see the reward at the end." St. John the ever dominant personality. But she was right about one thing for sure... John wouldn't ever hook up with Bobby.
There was that bit. Meatloaf not being a topic of sexy delicacies. Her question perked his attention and that grin of his grew wider. "I could show you."