Earl Grey leaned forward in Gabriel's arms eagerly, sniffing the strange man's hand and stretching out his chin to be petted. Gabriel smiled fondly.

"He's friendly, don't worry. My other cat doesn't warm to everyone, though. And Adam is..." He paused. He's the Antichrist and he almost started Armageddon. And now he's trying to stop angels and demons from fighting. "Well, he's sort of in charge of the place, though Mary Hodges does the actual running of the hotel. We abide by his rules."