Adam was complaining loudly about the trial he'd been in, in which Emily, the younger Seraphim in Heaven, had found out about the exterminations.

“I can't believe that little bitch!” he spat, referring to Charlie, the reason the trial had happened.

He sat back in his chair. He was in his room with Lute. The trial seemed to have thoroughly pissed him off.

“Good job, by the way,” he said after a moment. “I liked that line about the cocks in his mouth. That was funny.”