“Kaz, Kaz, it’s for a case I’m on. It’s research. Yeah. Swear to God. No, I’m not going to summon a demon. Jesus, could you imagine?” Walker catches Landis’s eye from across the room, and winks, cradling his cell phone up against his ear with one shoulder. He’s clearing furniture out as he talks, leaning against the sink and flicking his finger here and there like a conductor. The four kitchen chairs suddenly line up and snake towards the door like train cars on a track, and Landis is forced to jump as they blow past him into the hall.
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“Kaz, Kaz, it’s for a case I’m on. It’s research. Yeah. Swear to God. No, I’m not going to summon a demon. Jesus, could you imagine?” Walker catches Landis’s eye from across the room, and winks, cradling his cell phone up against his ear with one shoulder. He’s clearing furniture out as he talks, leaning against the sink and flicking his finger here and there like a conductor. The four kitchen chairs suddenly line up and snake towards the door like train cars on a track, and Landis is forced to jump as they blow past him into the hall.