Constantine *decorating for Christmas*:Deck the halls with poison Ivy, fala lala lalala~
Declan: What?-
Constantine: If you touch it you'll be sorry! fala lala lalala~
Sarah: ... Why!?
Constantine: Break the window, pop a tire! fala lala lalala~
Alastair *leaning to whisper to Jericho*:Is it safe to have him out?
Jericho *shrugs*: You get used to it
Constantine: Set the christmas tree on fire! fala lala lalala la lalala~













