"You're assuming that's the only time he's going to show up," Gabriel told her archly, barely glancing around, still scanning their surroundings for whatever was making that noise. "He's right now enjoying a roadtrip, and I wouldn't be the least bit surprised to run into him in the middle of nowhere."

Then he tilted his head and snapped his fingers idly several times. (The sand at his feet, in quick succession, turned yellow and red and blue, before the colours faded entirely as if the final hue had dissolved into the ground.) "'Course, I'd be surprised just to run into him, period."