"You are such polite company these days, my boy. I've really improved you." Sometimes he almost wanted to show his work off. Maybe one day he could, whenever his power was above reproach. Show what he had done to the mighty archangel Raphael. He'd love to see Lucifer's face.

"He's a demon that used to be human. He has bones out there somewhere, just waiting to be burned. Yet he acts as if he's the big man. Sticking his fingers where they don't belong. Getting humans involved in Hell's affairs." It was just plain rude.

"I want to show him his place. So I'll need you to be extra good for me, son. You'll give me all you can, won't you?"