Duncan had tried quite a few things to get past the nightmares that invaded his sleep every time he closed his eyes lately. His latest idea of trying to sleep in the day, in the light, had proven just as futile as any other.

He needed a drink to wash the taste of the dream out of his mouth. Badly.

Thus, he quickly threw on a T-shirt and went downstairs to Joe's bar, looking almost as rumpled and and sleep-deprived as he felt.

As he walked into the bar, he gaped for a moment at the sight of Gabriel, wings out in full splendour, facing down Joe.

"What is this?" he demanded to know. "Are you threatening Joe?"