Marty and Willis
The laugh that erupted from Marty was louder than the music itself and he held his stomach as his belly began to hurt from it. After at least a minute or two of laughing wildly he noticed that the Reverend didn't seem to think it was at all funny. He was deadly serious.
"You're bloody joking right?" he asked the demon who he desperately wished he could kill right now. If only because he was so thick.