Gabriel threw back his head and laughed with genuine delight. Oh yes, he liked this spunky old man. "Nope, I didn't." He hadn't offered his, either.

The archangel strolled through the door with his hands in his pockets, still grinning, and glanced around. Not a man who lived-in obviously. Gabriel was, except that there was so little in his room to entertain him and he couldn't construct anything new. It was a pain.

"Love the decor," he called with a smirk, peering down at the notes with interest. "Had my place done by just the same guys."