How many hot Burberry models does she know? Come on now. Nobody pulls off a trenchcoat like John bloody Constantine, eh?

"I shower plenty, with plenty of company, but I still can't get the stink of your dusty, mouldy cunt off of skin." Nevermind the ghosts - John and Lilith are more likely to burn this haunted vessel down before the spirits have torn it apart.

"What does he have to say about you, skiving off around 'ere? Shouldn't you be sucking 'is cock?"