“You have demons?""Yes."That answer didn't surprise me, although how these demons connected with the movie was anybody's guess."Volkswagen demons," he said."You have Volkswagen demons?""Yes. There. I said it. Happy now?”

“Yes," said Will, "you two don't seem to have much in common, save for a penchant for demon women and evil.”

“Are you always so mistrusting?” he said, lifting a brow.“When my escort is a demon, yes.”

“The demon in me that knows there's a demon in you who can mop the floor with my raunchy butt tells me to say yes. I care. Deeply." (Ren)”

“And maybe it would have bitten you in half," said Will. "What you are describing, the transformation into a demon, is the last stage of the pox.""Will!" Charlotte threw up her hands. "Why didn't you say so?""You know, the books on demon pox are in the library," Will said with an injured tone. "I wasn't preventing anyone from reading them.""Yes, but if Benedict was going to turn into an enormous serpent, you'd think you could at least have mentioned it," said Charlotte. "As a matter of general interest.”

“Try to keep up with me,” he said very slowly, like I was a candidate for the short bus. “De-mon. Demon. Me demon, you teenage girl.”