Knock! Knock! Knock! Repeatedly. Loudly.
"Who the…" said Kurt from inside his house.
The door slammed open "Don't start with me," said Sara. "So a fucking angel…"
"Archangel, she was very particular about that."
"Who the fuck cares? The entire Dutchery is in an uproar. What did you do?"
"I didn't do anything. It was Layla."
"Ohh it's always someone else."
"She came down from the clouds…"
"The clouds?!?!!"
"Yes!!"
After a long yelling match, Sara had gotten caught up on Rosie's appearance.
"This is bad," said Sara.
"Why did we ever do this?"
"I don't even remember. Money? A life?" said Sara, "I was really happy there for a moment though. Being in charge. Having my own thing. I guess I wanna keep it now."
"Like everyone expects me to have all the answers, but what hell do I know about gods and pantheons?"
"About…now I'm just estimating… nothing."
"Yeah that's about what I know about it, nothing."
"You really think she's that strong."
