For years you have been a faithful servant at Raphael's side, always there when he needed you. However, when it came to his love life, his pleasure, he always preferred his incubus Harleep. Secretly you always wished it was you and not him.

So one day you were clearing away some things in his room, seconds later Raphael entered "My my...why such a sad face my mouse?“ he walked over to one of the portraits and looked at it as he often did, "Is there something you want to tell me?"