Coming back from the dead. What. Like it's hard? #Preacher

-- because you ask pretty. You ready for that? {Pulling the keys from the ignition, she turned towards Jesse Custer, back to the --

-- window as she slowly stretched out her legs, cowboy boots and bare skin against Jesse Custer' thighs as she watched his face.} --

-- Ain't just talkin' angels with their sanctimonious thumbs up their flat asses neither. {quietly} You given any thought to what'll --

-- happen if the less than merciful sorts get wind of what you're packin'? {Genuine concern all but smothered by the challenge in --

-- her tone, she arched a brow, shifting slightly as she draped her arm over the headrest, silk shift kissing her body as she moved, --

-- casually flipping off Cassidy out of view of Jesse Custer.} Jesse, you know good and well I ain't got no problem takin' on --

- anyone who enough of a dumbass to step up. I just need to know... {quietly} How do we tell friend from bastard? Jesse Custer Cassidy

You're dumber than shit sometimes, Jesse Custer. {Fine ass parked in the motel room 's lone chair, a rifle almost as long as her --

-- equally fine legs laid across them, she sat with her back to Jesse Custer, gaze trained out the window.} There isn't a damn one of --

-- of those holier-than-thou dumb fucks who wouldn't blow us to hell for what you got in your head. {snorting} Or blow us to /here/ --

-- anyway. {Gaze lifting to the spot in the window where Cassidy's reflection should have been and wasn't, she smirked, --

-- flipping off the vampire.} You say one damn thing about me blowin' you Cassidy, and the next thing you'll be goin' down on is this --

-- piece in my lap. {smirking} It's bigger than you by a damn mile. {Letting out a sigh, she dropped her gaze to the parking lot, --

-- absently stretching her neck left and right.} I'm just sayin'. They get wind of us bein' here, and we are gonna find ourselves --

-- upside down and fucked six ways from Sunday before we can draw a damn breath. {dryly} Between the three of us? I'm the subtle one. --

-- With you firin' people into the depths with a thought and /you/ {hooking a thumb towards Cassidy} burstin' into flames at the --

-mention of a damn sunbeam, we ain't gettin' far before /someone/ notices us. Either from above or below... You tell me now, Jesse Custer. -

-- We got anythin' /close/ to a plan? Jesse Custer Cassidy

#HowToDealWithAnEx ~ Put him on his fuckin' knees and help him remember a way to worship that ain't so goddamn boring.