"Actually there are people from Doctor Who," Mitchell's first reaction, mildly muttered probably wasn't the most helpful, but really was the first thing that came to his head. Not that he'd spoken to the Who lot, but he knew they were there, and he'd even watched an episode or two of the show, back in the old days.
"And have you ever known me to be a bloody science fiction fan? Not the kind of shit I'd make up, Lauren." He rolled his eyes, he couldn't help it. Still, he sighed, feeling suddenly weary.
"The Devil. Simply put." Agitated, he ran his hands over his hair, trying to figure out how to say it. "We've also been thrown into the middle of the fucking Apocalypse. Lucifer trying to destroy the world."