He finds himself grinning back; on the verge of wanting to pat himself down for fear of something even remotely demonic sticking out someplace. Like his horns, goodness, gracious, please let the glamor be as good as the price tag indicated.

"Oh, I'm overdue. Way, way over. I'm over the rainbow and going into the stratosphere." A beat. "Also? I have not a single clue how far up a rainbow goes, so if I'm wrong about the stratosphere thing, can we just agree to pretend I never said anything?"

Like that comment he made a while back, asking how important Sesame Street is in comparison to The Muppet Show... Might as well attach a neon sign on his forehead saying ILLEGAL ALIEN. It's a lot of stuff to take in and remember when you migrate to a brand new world.