"Not really," Maurice admits. "Everclear and Gatorade." He rubs his head and rolls his eyes up in attempts to see the horn that is in the way. So weird...

"Did you say you got shot with a, like an old timey gun? That's...weird. Maybe...maybe that guy'll show up here eventually and we can Get Him."

You know what? He decides he is Here for this random little demon guy. He was nice to him at his lowest point and that means something to the ex-vampire.