"It's rumoured to be headquartered in one of the major hells, is that demonic enough for you? Watchers watch Slayers. I suppose you don't know what those are. The Slayer, at any given time, is the latest heir of a mystical package of superpowers primarily geared toward physical combat. It is her job to run around killing vampires and other evil things until one of them gets the drop on her and the next Slayer is called to take her place."

"There are several hells? There are major and minor hells? What would a demonic law firm make of me, I wonder. Slayer's always a girl?"

"There's not so much as a breath of a rumour of any who weren't. And yes, there are multitudes of hells. Just to confuse everyone, the major ones are often referred to interchangeably or collectively as 'Hell'. The major/minor distinction is informal, but seems to rest on factors like population, overall level of influence, and the individual power of local notable demons or gods."

"How hard is it to get from - sub-world to sub-world?"

"Varyingly. Some hell dimensions and so forth are easy to get to; some are nearly impossible. I don't know many specifics, because that's never been my area of expertise."

"It's possible I should get in touch with the demonic law firm. Do I want to get in touch with the demonic law firm? Are they evil or just demonic?"

"They are extremely evil. You and they will hate each other on sight."

"Well, damn, I could have used a non-evil demonic law firm, being demonic and inclined to move and shake."

"The Council are ostensibly less evil, but will probably also hate you on sight, for some combination of cosmetic reasons and the fact that you seem inclined to disturb the status quo significantly."

"I could remove the cosmetic reasons if I had enough of a cause. The tail's mostly because it's fun, the wings are practical but for any long distance I'd want a ship and I can always regrow 'em. Why are the Watchers so attached to the status quo?"

"I have no direct information on their reasons, but suspect the high concentration of old wealthy Englishmen has something to do with it."

"I'm not exactly planning to steal their tea."

"They dislike change and things they can't control. You represent both."

"How irksome. Is there anybody liable to be friendly?"

"Potentially. Finding them could be a trick. Lucky you've got me, then, isn't it?"

"So it would seem. Anyway, you're probably going to sleep soon and I don't mean to keep you up. Can you direct me to the library or be extremely specific about how I might identify some specific local map so I can find it myself?"

"Out the front gate of the graveyard, turn left, keep going, turn right on the helpfully named 'Main Street', it's the building with the big sign out front that says 'Sunnydale Public Library'. If you go out the wrong gate you'll find that the graveyards you pass are noticeably more run-down the farther you go; retrace your steps and try again."

And Sherlock goes to bed.

"You'll have to use one of ours," says the person behind the help desk. Helpfully, she adds, "They're over there past those shelves."

"I can't unplug the cable and attach it to mine?" asks Cam with a sigh.

"Definitely not."

"Okay, thanks anyway." Cam proceeds where directed.