Gabriel snorted, but she only had like, 25% of most of her siblings' disdain for humanity (okay, maybe 50%) and this one had just given her an excuse to talk. "So like, Dad's getting old, and he's losing it?" she started.

"Who told you that?" Lucifer interrupted flatly.

"Michael," Gabriel chirped. "At first we were like, 'What? No way!' But then we heard that Dad was making people sing, turned himself mortal, lost his powers, exploded a human..."

"He put the human back together again," Lucifer said, interrupting her again, this time sharply.