Raphael frowned; for some reason, the idea of Uriel touching a necromancer's dog was disturbing to him. He didn't want any other angel petting those bones.

"He would take offense," said Raphael cooly. "And you may nto touch him either," he said to Crowley.

He was vaguely aware that after such a lengthy visit he smelled like a cemetery and so did the dog; he really wanted to shower and hide in his room but there seemed to be no easy way of getting the two to leave without attracting more attention.