Get away from me
Billy wants to leave, Constantine wants him to leave, but Billy can't...
—Mr. Constantine, stop pushing me through the door, it doesn't work!
Billy falls flat on the ground, rubbing his aching nose. They've been trying to separate beyond two rooms for twenty minutes, but it's proving physically impossible.
—This is what happens when you touch everything you see, Cap —Constantine says, taking a drag from his cigarette as he sits in his chair.
Billy is upset, with both of them... It wasn't entirely his fault. He thinks it's halfway a consequence...
—You told me "Choose something you like" —Billy sits in the adjacent chair.
—Alright kid, rule number one, don't believe everything you're told —Constantine points his cigarette at the younger one.
—Smoking can kill you.
—I know, kid, why do you think I smoke?
Billy raises an eyebrow and crosses his arms.
—Mr. Constantine, I have a meeting at the Watchtower tomorrow.
That doesn't get the older man's attention. Billy summons a small lightning bolt and reduces the cigarette to ashes.
Profoundly indignant, Constantine turns his attention to the boy.
—Look, kid, I've got a couple of ideas about banishing you to hell or... Well yes, I'll throw you through a portal door. It's quicker.
—I won't go to hell... Again —Billy added the last part while moving away from John.
—Be brave, kid, Luci is my friend, well, acquaintance, well, he somewhat tolerates me...
Billy gives him his most indignant look possible.
—You definitely give a new meaning to "go to hell"...
—I'll write you a note for the principal, don't play around or the demons will eat you... —Jon had ignored the younger one while furiously scribbling in his notebook.
There's not much to do,
Billy has been cursed to not separate from John Constantine, and when he calls the lightning, he can't transform.
Constantine is fast when he wants to be, he managed to make a quick portal and successfully throw the kid through it this time.
Confident in his success, he lit another cigarette and opened a whiskey. But his failure was clear when the bottle disappeared and the boy reappeared through a door.
—They send their regards —is all Billy says as he hands the note back to John.
~And although I find it amusing, it's not my problem John Constantine~
—Damn.
Billy has to attend his meeting along with John. Zatanna didn't stop looking at them the whole time... Maybe John's glamour spell couldn't fully deceive the sorceress.
