"You think so," Henry asked, glancing around the room suspiciously. He couldn't see anything that truly screamed "camera" but that didn't mean they weren't hidden.
He nibbled at his granola bar, managing to make it last nearly twenty minutes, and then he flipped down on the mattress and gazed up at the ceiling. "God, I'm bored. You wanna play twenty ques-"
The door to the basement slammed open and Henry was up again like a shot, cowering near his husband. "hello, boys," Joshua drawled, and Henry just stared at him. Well this wasn't Lucifer...
"Wh... Who are you?" He asked, his voice shaking.
"Joshua," he answered, as if that explained anything.