Mr. Crowley
So Edward's fucking the wife, and the shrink, and thinks I'm a babysitter and you're what... his good problem-solving pal? You'll forgive me for being a bit less than pleased with further playing his game. I'm not sure I want anything to do with him.
You'll find Henry's not quite the wuss anymore. Much more interesting than I originally thought. And kind of getting a shit deal out of it all.