It's funny how quickly a situation can change, for the better or for worse. One moment you could be in the midst of peace then the next chaos floods the room only to yet again be replaced with the bitter sweet tranquility of the aftermath. "Bah." That was too profound of a thought to describe the shit show that this turned into. Johnny had to admit he had been through some bizarre things in his career, but this business offer was defiantly up there. A fortune teller predicting that he would be here and that he should join a band of fellow supernatural vigilantes, for a lack of a better word, did throw the specter for a bit of a loop, but considering what he and his cohorts just did Johnny should be a bit more open minded.
"A team huh?" The living impaired detective pondered aloud as he considered the offer. It wasn't that he was opposed of working with others, he had done so in the past but his former partners usually were lacking in the pulse department much like himself. He looked over the group for a moment, his attention eventually being drawn by the little imp of a creature leaning next to him. He couldn't help but crook a brow and let out a smirk. "Kid in my line of work, boring is the best thing you could hope for." He said with a slight smirk before looking back to the others. "I don't see why not to work together, worse things have happened. Oh and as flattering as the Casper nickname is my name is Johnny, Johnny Doe." Johnny said as he crossed his arms. It was true that Johnny couldn't think of a reason not to, well not enough reasons, likewise the best way to watch a group of powerful people and keep them from running amuck was to watch from the inside.