"Pets?" Chris repeated. Probably didn't mean the demons that had been imprisoned in the Manor over the years. Those were hardly pets. And yet....that was kind of what he thought of. But if he had some pyrite crystals waiting for him that would make him feel better.

"You mean don't get weirded out by the fact that these whoever they are were snooping around our lives and our things? Yeah. I've both been there and done that. As long as they don't have video cameras hidden around and are trying to kill us as part of a sick reality tv show, I'm good."

Yeah, Chris would be bugging Gabriel. And possibly bribing him with food. If the m&m's were a clue.