Uriel frowned. "Are you still going on about that?" she asked. "I still don't understand what you think is so wrong with it. It's just money. I didn't even steal it from anyone, so nobody's hurt in any way." Then, she shrugged. "Of course, if I didn't do that, I could always sell some paintings. I think I have one Picasso still in my closet. It's been there since I finished it in January, so I could just as well sell it."