[ Beau's words seem to resonate with Jerry, judging by the single fact that he looks about as excited as when two people find out they have the same taste in an extremely obscure t.v show. Only, you know, with the common ground of being totally willing to throw down with a god. ]

Right? You'd think being all godly they'd just square up but instead they gotta be all...hiding underground or in the woods or your drug cabinet. Gods are dicks.