This chapter is short. I'm sorry. The next one will be longer, but I'm still working on it so it might be a couple days before I post it.

"So... hi!" I said. I must have been dreaming again, since I was sporting feathery wings. "I'm Feliciano! It's great that you made it up here! Not many people get a chance to do that!"

The man inclined his head.

"You don't talk much, huh?" I remarked. "That's alright! I can do all the talking! Let me introduce everyone! That over there is Alfred... and that's Kiku, he got in a while after you did... that's Vlad... and there's my brother, but he's still alive. He must be taking a siesta, just like me!"

The man nodded.

"Lovi and I are angels living as humans, so we end up here when we fall asleep. Oh, over there is my grandpa! Hi, grandpa! And that's my boyfriend's grandpa over there... and that was my art teacher, back in school... oh, and that pretty girl is from Seychelles..."

I continued with the introductions, naming everybody I could see. The man listened patiently, nodding here and there.

"Wow," I said after I finished, "you're a good listener! Most people tend to get annoyed with me..."

"My... fiancee l'ked t' talk a lot. I d'n't m'nd." he said.

"Your fiancee? Tell me about her! … or him."

"Tino... he's sweet and k'nd and cute and he has eyes like am'th'st and... I d'n't th'nk he'll ever 'nd up here."

Wow, I finally got him talking!

"Why not?"

"He's 'n ice d'mon."

"A nice demon?" I asked quizzically.

"No... well, he's n'ce, but I m'nt ice d'mon."

"Oh." I said. "Yeah, we don't get too many demons around here... only that sweet islander girl..."

"You m'n it's p'ssible?" he asked.

"Yeah, but the demon has to be totally pure." you explain. "No sins, no murders, virginity intact... virtually impossible for a demon! I'm glad I'm an angel, because they let me experience a bit of gluttony when I'm in the human world!"

"T'no's pure..." the man said.

"Really? He's never killed anyone or done it with anyone or eaten a whole ton of pasta in one sitting?" I asked.

"Well... no." the man said. "I've s'n h'm mad once bef're, 'nd it wasn't fun... 'nd we've slept together... and he eats salmiakki by th' h'ndful..."

"Sorry, then." I said. "Heaven's really picky when it comes to demons. Hell, not so much. Angels end up there all the time. Seriously."

"Hm." the man said.

"What's your name, by the way?" I asked.

"B'rwald." he said.

"Nice to meet you." I told him.

"Nice t' be here... I guess..."

My apologies to Myrna Maeve for killing off Vlad. Otherwise, no regrets.