The news that this transparent turd is supernatural was something of a shock to Lynch, but you'd never know it. The only tell was a pulled-back sneer, but maybe that was more for his counterpart's obvious bravado.

"You handsome faggot," Ronan chuckle-growled, stepping out of reach to take a languid, satisfying drag on his cigarette. "Pretty far fuckin' cry from Dick Dick Dick's dick." Ronan reached for Lynch again and he plunged the tip of his cigarette into Ronan's hand, between the first and second knuckle. The one he wanted to harm, the other he didn't care if he did or didn't. He stepped out of reach and re-lit his cigarette on principal.

"Does the poor kid you're fucking know about you and the albino?"