He laughed uneasily. He'd seen some weird stuff in his life, but that was downright creepy. "Like angels, huh?"

"And so now they go all the way and bring it here... How nice of them." He tried to stand up, wobbling on the unsteady surface of trash bags; he held his hand out to her when he was balanced. "Well, you got away again this time, so maybe your luck'll hold."

"You know anything else about how to deal with 'em besides the loud noises?"