Laurence gave Janus a dubious look. "So, you just want me to hold this ticking package and stand on this side of the door."

Janus stuck his hands in his pockets, grinned broadly, and nodded. "Yeah! That's right."

"The package," Laurence continued, "which you insisted I *must* legally own, and thus made me pay for."

"That's the one, yeah!"

Laurence stared. "And by doing so, the demons you claim to be on the other side of this door will see the light and, if they do not, will be within easy smiting range."

"Oh yeah. Yeah, TOTALLY. You can be taught!"

The Archangel of the Sword sighed. "Janus, give me one reason to believe you."

Janus considered. "Uh, I haven't blown you up *yet*."

Laurence leaned against the door, holding the ticking package. "No, I suppose you-"

There was an explosion.

Janus ducked and rolled out of the way and came up in time to see Laurence get flung back from the door. He survived quite well, of course; his vessel was strong. The door was blown down - as was appropriate for the type of bomb being used. There was nothing on the other side, of course, but there didn't need to be.

"Ha!" Janus exclaimed, pointing. "Hoisted by your own petard, Laurence!"

Then he ran far away, very quickly.