[Gabriel is checking out his room when he gets an unexpected, unannounced visitor. The room seemed normal enough though someone had the foresight to try and be funny, leaving ten copies of the bible around the room in random places. The archangel isn't sure if he's amused by that one or not, hands on his hips and head tilted as mulls over the predicament that he's now in.

Despite how quietly the Nogitsune nudges the door, Gabriel still hears it, eyes flicking over briefly to the entrance of his room and spotting someone looking in. A visitor already. They sure didn't look like staff and Gabriel knows not to be expecting any kind of room service from that one. Instead of just saying hello or extending the hand of friendship, Gabriel merely picks up one of the bibles and giving the being a big grin.]

Hello friend, you're just in time for the sale of the century. Pristine first edition King James bible and all yours for nine hundred and ninety nine, ninety nine. You look like a religious fella and I refuse to let you leave without one of these babies.