Gabriel raised an eyebrow at Aziraphael's reaction, ordering a slice of coffee cake.

"As regular as people can be?" He shrugged. "Well, if the first god you meet is Bast... I suppose I'm just not sure how to react to you, or how you would react to us. Or how you're so very different from the stories. Your American counterpart and I, for instance, didn't exactly get along well at first, though that was more due to misinformation on my part."