Adam shrugged and watched Beelzebub's knuckles trail across his lips, leaving a faint smear of gloss on the back of his hand. "I can't help that. Other people make their own decisions. I can only react."

He nodded. It was more information than he'd had before. "Early mornin', huh? Thanks. I was worried that today might not be my birthday at all."

Matching the demon's wicked grin, Adam said, "Yeah? Are you tryin' to say that I'm not expeditious or that I'm nasty?"