[Valkyrie absolutely cannot see it. The amusement, or the wings.] Well, where are they? Are they too big for the car?

I'd rather no one do anything in my car if they're not very sure it won't damage the upholstery. We're nearly there, Valkyrie. Be patient.

You've just told me angels exist, and you want me to be patient?

Yes.

[Valkyrie grumbles and subsides. The car pulls up on the side of the road outside Ghastly's shop, framed by the familiar run-down neighbourhood. After Skulduggery turns off the engine, he looks at Valkyrie.] See? I knew you could do it.

One of these days, I'm going to smack you.