[Holy water is the least of his concerns, since Anderson is constantly carrying hundreds of consecrated blades. Teleportation isn't the only ability God has afforded him.

He seems vaguely amused by Crowley's attempt at gratitude.]

I'd be curious to see what you've managed to dig up. And your taste in literature. [He doesn't like tragedies, apparently, so perhaps he goes for lighthearted works?] I'm a Catholic priest, specifically, so not in that sense, no. There's just children's homes in the Down I try to attend to the needs of, and their libraries were so sparsely stocked and full of crap when I arrived here that I've spent the last several months collecting and editing books.

[The indoctrination starts early, so it's been a slow process of making the books more palatable.]