"You mean Crowley?" she guesses, her own mood fading a little. She likes Crowley, she just doesn't like that he's stuck serving Lucifer. "He can't get in. Not anymore."

Rashad's evident unhappiness with his lack of wings doesn't help matters. Now she feels bad for asking about them. "It's okay," she says, laying a hand on his arm in a way that she hopes he'll find bolstering. "You're still an angel. I can't even see Aziraphale's wings most of the time."