Shax reached for the hood of the jacket
"I have you now, Aziraphale" she pulled the hood down "Kevin?"
"Erick. Well, it was Erick. Now the Hooded Demon. Kinda came with the coat."
"Where is Aziraphale?"
"Who?"
"The Hooded Demon." Michael rolled her eyes. "Where is the Hooded Demon?"
Erick or HD, as he preferred, used both hands, pointed at himself and threw the hood up again. He picked up the pen and continued with the form.
Three hundred buzzy things flashed at the same time.
Halls grid locked, voices raised.
Angel visitors made for the nearest exit.