He took in a breathe from his cigarette and exhauled. "It's not the speed or ability to get them. I want to be sure the list is accurate so I can properly bill you. I have told you once that it's my policy to get things as accurate as possible." He reached down and closed the laptop. "If it's any of my business and in hopes of Idle chit chat. Wy so many supplies? I got enough before to last another year? You expecting something big? Or is it the fact of the cathlics coming?" He really did not need sleep, but he would need to rest eventually. "Remind me why the Iscariots are coming to england?" He was obviously showing displeasure to an already easily angered lesser demon. It was not that he couldn't handle it. It's the fact that anything like one of there paladins aura annoyed the hell out of him.