Had he known he'd had a deity jacking off in his living room he'd have had cameras up! But he didn't, so it wasn't like he cared.
"This is quick fer me, you should know that God-dude." He bounced out of the bathroom, his brows plucked, face fresh, and the makeup actually suited him for once. He tugged on his cowboy boots and shrugged on a leather jacket, "So let's go." He told God the address of the place in LA, where he used to work in his reality before making it big. If any reality was a good one, that pizza place would be there. "You wanted mega supreme? You'll get it, it's gunna totally kick yer ass. Well, maybe not yer ass, but it's still good."