Bast laughed, an odd, hiccuping, noise, "Mrr, mrr, mrr, mrr, Mrrp!"

//Yeah, that sounds like Horus, alright. Don't worry about it - the poor boy's so feather-brained he's probably forgotten about it by now. And Uriel I've meet. She's sort of my job at the moment. Belial's another angel, I presume?//

She tilted her head to one side. // You seem to have a few friends here. Who was that guy who made a nose-dive for the booze as soon as he saw me?//