John went to catch the flask, missing it. The flask bounced off his fingertips and he scrambled to catch it before it hit the ground. Picking it up, he dusted it off, making sure the magical seal on it wasn't disturbed by dirt, and pocketed it.
John smiled. He was concerned but at the same time, this was all just too amusing for him. "It sounds like you're trying to make a deal with me. Are you trying to make a deal with me?" he asked. "If I look into this, what will you give me in return?" he asked. It was a dangerous question to ask a God but John had tried to make deals with the likes of Lucifer himself. He did have a habit of being in harsh situations with deceivers. One of the last times he tried to strike up a deal didn't work out so well for him.