#[i know this is a spin on the usual kent doing his bup thing but.... i had to add the Details]

[kentmansleys]

‘ it’s – it’s yucky. ’

you haven’t connected shit

      “Very illuminating, Mr. Nickles.” The flatness of his tone made it more than clear that Kent had about his fill of hearing Murdoc describe his supernatural problem. When he had first been told that the case was that of a celebrity's, excitement had naturally followed. But upon looking into the bassist and his sordid life, Agent Mansley found that there was nothing, whatsoever, to be excited about. He supposed that a infestation of supernatural creepy crawlies just came with the territory of being a Satanist anyway. 

      Kent scratched idly at the back of his head with his pen. “Is there anything else, anything so pertinent you provide such detailed description as ‘it’s yucky’, that you think would benefit in my report?”