“Well that explains a lot and adds to the list of why me and him don’t get along,” Jack sighed. “He was a lousy neighbor. With him it’s always ‘I’m going to rule earth one day, God kicked me out because I’m too cool, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.’ He’d just go on and on and on and wouldn’t bother to help to think of anything for Halloween. “Then he had a son, I never hear the end of that. He wonders why he got kicked out of Heaven, it wasn’t for questioning God, it’s because he’s useless!” He said laughing slightly. “Though being human you’d probably be a bit more worried than that though. . .” He said with a sigh.
“Don’t get me started on the Four Horsemen,” he huffed. “Lousy lot they are. No one likes them, even in Halloween Town. We only put up with them because the Mayor won’t make them leave. He’s a people pleaser though, so he can only do so much I guess. Demons I can actually stand though, they can be pleasant to be around given if you don’t have any crosses or have Lucifer around,” he said. It was like it was a perfectly normal conversation to be having. He knew these beings, lived with them. “I guess that will do. I mean that’s probably better than looking around all night for a place,” Jack said standing up. “Sam Winchester you say? I’ll have to find him at some point then and see if he can help me find what I need,” he nodded. “I do suppose I’ll need some clothes,” he said looking down at himself. “My suit has been through worse. I was just blown out of the sky. . .” Jack murmured. “Where would I get clothes that are. . . how do you say, my style?”